Mixed bag of a day. Mostly positive. I briefly stopped obsessing over America’s embarrassing handling of the coronavirus. Went for a (COVID-era) long walk, took some photos, (COVID-era) saw some people I care about, bought my first ever graphic novel, got some Thai takeout, processed some film, and may have saved a rabbit’s life.

It wasn’t all good, though. Learned that my sister tore her ACL and however you spell meniscus thingmajig. Because 2020. If there’s a silver lining, she’s in Phoenix. COVID epicenter, 115 degrees – what better time to focus on rehab. She’s got a few teenagers in the house, awesome younger folks who will help her out.

I walked west until I hit the street overlooking I5. I can’t remember the name. I walked north to the mountain bike park and then took the stairs east. It wasn’t pretty. I stopped a couple of times…umm, you know, to express my bewilderment at the heat. There was a park/garden – Streissguth Gardens. I learned some Seattle history and saw the artwork of a 15 year old who was trying to capture the black community’s pain with respect to George Floyd (and others) and the coronavirus. I think the artist did a great job.


Painting by Zoe, Seattle, July 2020. Not really sure how to properly credit Zoe. Their email was included in case the artwork needs to be removed. I’m not comfortable about posting a 15 year old’s email address as credit. It’ll have to just stay Zoe. I’ll send them an email letting them know I’ve posted about their work.

Painting by Zoe, Seattle, July 2020. Not really sure how to properly credit Zoe. Their email was included in case the artwork needs to be removed. I’m not comfortable about posting a 15 year old’s email address as credit. It’ll have to just stay Zoe. I’ll send them an email letting them know I’ve posted about their work.

I made it to 10th and headed south. Sorry if this upsets you – Saint Mark’s is ugly.

Over to Pike/Pine. Homeward bound. Stopped at Morfire for Thai. They are so friendly. I bought one of their masks. Made by family in Thailand. I broke my rule about the importance of not engaging in frivolous conversation with workers who are already stuck indoors. Where’s your family? Bangkok.

I tried to get reacquainted with off camera flash. When this all started I knew we’d be at home a lot more, with fewer opportunities to shoot photos of people, so I bought a mannequin. True to my nature, I’m good with ideas, bad at execution. The mannequin sat unassembled in a corner for months. I finally put it together and worked on lighting. Lighting is hard. I can’t figure out why my fill light looks bright as hell to my eye, insignificant to the camera.

If lighting is something that interests you, I recommend visiting Zack Arias’s DEDPXL site. He has a great “one light” tutorial. I need to watch it again. David Hobby’s The Strobist is also a great resource.

Got crazy and ordered takeout and a nightcap from Corvus. Dates. I love dates. But they remind me that I wish I’d taken photos in Libya and Tunisia. Sabratha is one of the most beautiful places I’ve been. Speaking of dates – bumped into Kate’s Blind Dates with a Used Book. I’m going to start sending her marketing invoices. I bet she’d just ignore them, though. Rude.


Kate Berwanger’s Blind Date with a Used Book, Corvus and Company, Capitol Hill, July 2020.

Kate Berwanger’s Blind Date with a Used Book, Corvus and Company, Capitol Hill, July 2020.


Miles and Taylor Swift, Corvus, Capitol Hill, Seattle, July 2020.

Miles and Taylor Swift, Corvus, Capitol Hill, Seattle, July 2020.

I was going to post some of the photos I developed. This is getting a little long-winded, though. I’ll just put those in a separate post. Some of them turned out ok.

I’ll close with my heroic efforts to save a bunny. I was walking home from Corvus, and when I turned that last corner before home, a bunny raced out into the street and stopped. I stopped, too, and said hello bunny. Stood there a bit longer, because hey, it’s a bunny. Saw out of the corner of my eye this jet black cat lay down next to me, intently studying the bunny.

I said, bunny, you should get going. The bunny didn’t move. The cat wanted that bunny. I walked towards the bunny and it hopped off across the street. I thought my work was done. I turned around and sure enough, there was that black cat silently stalking both of us. The cat looked like a panther…a fierce panther, save for the diamondy collar.

I turned to once again scare the bunny into making a run for it. It crossed another street and went into some bushes. I turned around….whooooosh…that panther was flying into the bushes after the bunny. The bunny raced out of those bushes and crossed the street. I hope it got away. I stayed there for a minute, ridiculously trying to stay between the cat and the rabbit. The cat seemed chill…but there’s one thing everyone should know about cats – you can never really trust them.