This is the back of the building known as Village Hillcrest, in (duh) Hillcrest, north of downtown San Diego. This is on the ramp leading to SR-163 and it's kind of a seldom-seen view, unless you're whizzing by it, to and fro the 163, as we Californians are wont to say when we talk about... Continue Reading →
I like the juxtaposition of the aging Zoetrope building with the sleek modernism of the TransAmerica Tower (or whatever it's called these days). I think it contributes to the beauty of San Francisco and this image elicits many fond memories of visiting that city, both for work (WonderCon and APE, the Alternative Press Expo), and... Continue Reading →
For many years, I went to Santa Monica around Christmas for a long weekend. I always stayed at a hotel on the Pacific Palisades, up from the Pier and across from the Pacific Ocean. Santa Monica was a great book town for a while, with a huge Barnes & Noble, the great Hennessy & Ingalls... Continue Reading →
Another old photo from my "filtered days," when I added filters to just about everything I posted on Instagram, this dramatic shot shows California Tower in Balboa Park during one of many walks. We've had so much rain in the past few months—13 "atmospheric rivers," a meteorological term I hate—that dramatic clouds seem to be... Continue Reading →
I used to love going to New York City in the fall. While my timing was always a bit off when it came to the leaves changing, I was usually there when the ice rink was up and running in beautiful Rockefeller Center, one of numerous iconic locations throughout that city that I visited each... Continue Reading →
I used to live in downtown San Diego, on the eastern edge of Horton Plaza (which barely exists anymore). This was the view from one of my apartments in the building (I lived in three different ones from 1998 through 2017), facing due east and the Hotel St. James, which was really a Ramada Inn,... Continue Reading →
It's a shame that I have no idea where I took this photo. It almost looks like it's in the desert, but that one lone streetlight gives it away as somewhere, I think in San Diego, maybe in Balboa Park, across the pedestrian bridge into the flower and plant garden on the other side of... Continue Reading →
I've been concerned lately about how much everything seems to be changing. Some of this is due to "progress" (definitely a subjective term), and some of it due to the pandemic, of course. Downtown San Diego is a definite microcosm of this. I don't have very many photos that document these changes, but here are... Continue Reading →
Another photo from my filtered period, when I first started on Instagram. This is from Liberty Station, a mixed-use arts, shopping, and dining district that was reclaimed from an old military installation on Point Loma in San Diego. I love the colors here, augmented by me, but nonetheless a great combination. And I also love... Continue Reading →
Don't worry, I'm fine. But this photo takes me back to when the chairs out in my "backyard" were multi-colored, and not just painted black like they are now. The now-not-so-new owners of my apartment complex evidently hired some kind of color consultant who wants everything to be just simple black and white. They painted... Continue Reading →
One of the few things I miss about living back east is the leaves falling in autumn. This photo is from (I think) New York City, probably Central Park a few years back, and I really miss the color, the crunchy sound, and the ability to just kinda plow through ankle-deep piles of leaves that... Continue Reading →
I probably don't have the correct architectural terminology here, but this is a quintessential California image for me, one that I snapped in Santa Monica years ago. The house, the palm tree, the clouds ... all just scream the state's name loudly to me. I don't go to Santa Monica anymore. It's another "lost city"... Continue Reading →
For over 18 years, I lived in downtown San Diego, and while the next line in the song "Downtown" is "You can forget all your troubles, forget all your cares ... so go downtown ..." it's really not like that anymore. In fact, it's a little scary. But here are two photos (above and below)... Continue Reading →
Last post, I mentioned the view from Fort Mason Center in 2014 during the final Comic-Con sponsored APE event (look at my previous post for all the gory details). Well, here it is. That's the Golden Gate Bridge off in the distance from Fort Mason's Festival Pavilion. Hard to believe this photo is two years... Continue Reading →
Normally around this time of year I make my annual trek to New York City. I love NYC in the fall, but the last couple of trips (2019 and last year), I mistimed it and got there before the autumn foliage was in full-bloom color mode. This time of year is also "book season," with... Continue Reading →
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