Collection 366 – Week 3
The past week was rather unremarkable and already the winter lethargy has set in.
The past week was rather unremarkable and already the winter lethargy has set in.
One of my intentions for this year is to post a photo each day to Instagram. Snippets of life, a life that seems to be passing by so quickly.
It was dark, eerily so, in the Docklands in London. Save for a woman sweeping up ahead, we felt like the only souls wandering the streets at this hour. As we approached her, she stopped sweeping and turned towards us…
On a whim, and with another reasonably significant birthday fast approaching, I asked myself what was it that I wanted. And the one thing I wanted more than anything else right now was to learn how to paint.
I followed in the footsteps of Sir Francis Drake who landed at Point Reyes in 1579, albeit in a 20-year-old Honda Accord instead of the ‘Golden Hind’.
Little has changed in the Bay Area since I’d been gone — aside from rents that have increased exponentially, something everyone complains about on a daily basis here. And really, the rents are ridiculous. Getting settled always takes longer than anticipated. But I knew what to expect. I’ve taken plenty of walks, shot plenty of time lapse down by the bay. Started my new job. Mapped out the new projects for 2015. Taken a roadtrip up the coast. Reconnected with old friends. Started to catch up on the overdue obligations. It’s a interesting time. It’s still home. One of my homes. And it’s nice to be back.