One thing about living downtown: I had this expansive view due east of San Diego and sometimes it was absolutely spectacular, like this rainbow that appeared right after a particularly swift and violent thunderstorm. I don't miss living downtown—it's a mess, unfortunately—but I do sometimes miss that view, especially when I come across old photos... Continue Reading →
Where you'll find me this week: It's Comic-Con time, people! Get with the program! I have no idea what to expect this year, but I know I'm going, and I know I'll be stomping around downtown most of this week, most of that stomping at the San Diego Convention Center. If you know me and... Continue Reading →
I think of this as my Edward Hopper "Nighthawks" photo: A quiet moment captured at night near a window. This is the Waterstone's bookstore in Leeds, UK, and I just happened upon this conversation and snapped it. I don't know what they were talking about, I don't know if it was good or bad or... Continue Reading →
I used to love visiting New York City and roaming around at night, taking photos. Here's Grand Central Station at night with the Chrysler Building to its right and the Park Avenue bridge in the foreground. I sometimes have a mental hunger pang for that city, and then I realize that I may never see... Continue Reading →
Occasionally, when you're sitting in traffic in the middle of Los Angeles, you see sights like this and it's really not so bad ... you know? If you enjoyed this post, please leave a like or a comment and follow me here and on Instagram@gg92118!
It is time, once again, for my yearly plea for attention that is the announcement of my birthday. I am 68 years old today and it blows my mind. When I was a kid, I paid little attention to age. I knew my parents were adults and older than me, and their parents—my grandparents—were similarly... Continue Reading →
This is a side of Liberty Station not often photographed, I guess. Which is a shame, since it's really quite lovely. It's on the far western edge of NTC Park, back near an inlet which separates Liberty Station from San Diego International Airport. That bridge in the background is on Harbor Drive. As usual, I... Continue Reading →
Another shot from San Francisco, in fact—if memory serves me right—it's from Chinatown. I guess there was a sale at Sherwin Williams on green paint. I don't know when exactly this shot was taken, but I evidently was drawn to the green, like some Swamp Thing-like photographer. It called and I answered. If you enjoyed... Continue Reading →
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 →
Just a lonely bird on the beach at sunset. Probably not a tourist, though, but definitely a local surfer dude. If you enjoyed this post, please leave a like or a comment and follow me here and on Instagram@gg92118!
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 →
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