Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Friday, December 17, 2010

Frances and Todd

Here is another from the vault. I had this posted on the side column  a while ago. It needed it's own Page!

This is Junior year Bertold Dolan's Photography class.  I love the expression on Frances' face, she is anticipating some ridiculousness to happen. Todd was good at that.  

The girl in the back defines high school.  Her expression says it all!  Oh and The hairstyle! The 80's were done but the aftermath was slow to cleanup.

As Bertold would say:

Not. Too..... Light tight .

Circa 1990

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Monday, December 13, 2010

M. Aquino



Friday, December 10, 2010

Dungeon Day

J. Morrisseau

J Mo

J Chan

Street Shots

Lunch Buddies
Waiting for the Bus
Train Station Bus Line
Homeless Vet

Thursday, December 9, 2010

H. De Vries & S. Donovan

Walk The Line

Rush Hour

Taken with Iphone

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Traindelay

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Mark on a Swing

Monday, December 6, 2010

PRN_XMAS Tree

Street Shots SF





Sunday, December 5, 2010

Dolphin

The new 6'3 board from the Mill Works. I shot this at 60p unintentionally and didn't white balance.

Thanks for letting me crash on your couch!  We need to get some more images of these boards you folks are making.

Friday, December 3, 2010

B Van Buskirk

D Kennedy

Thursday, December 2, 2010

Grey City

Wharf Rat

"A dime for a cup of coffee..."

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

People Who Work at PRN

Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Pics O Da Day

Walk into the office and it was cold:


First Edit of the Day: Commander Donovan takes us to Big Horn Mountain




End of the Day and Becker is dialing in some heavy beats and sinister rhythms

Noir Inspiration:



2nd Bike Car


Color In the Sky




Bored

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Got the 7D





Send From Za iPhone.

Monday, November 22, 2010

Circus Tent

Sunday, November 21, 2010

Bush on Bush

Here is a video that was created from President Bush's press conference before invading Iraq.  I knew it was going to be memorable because he was such a horrible orator. He did not disappoint. His language is remarkably scary and dark.

Friday, November 19, 2010

I miss the Dead



Here Bob Weir and Phil Lesh work on the sound check at none other than the Worchester Arena. Ya this is where the SJ Sharks farm team plays.

Lite Rail Throwdown

    

I was on the light rail and the fare inspector jumped aboard and started checking tickets. He asked one rather well dressed man for his ticket. The man declined. He obliviously didn't have a ticket. The inspector asked for some ID, to which the ticket-less man in the suit said "Why are you hasseling me.?" The inspector is polite in the face of all of the rudeness. The ticket-less suit then starts using profanity and increases in agitation. He begins the mantra "Shut Up Talking" any time the fare inspectors starts a word.  Finally after 2 minutes of the badgering, the Inspector calls the sheriff: "690, we have uncooperative.."

The suit steps off the train and so does the inspector. I can guarantee the sheriff wasn't going to be as nice to this Suit man as the Fare Inspector was.

High Resolution Image Searching

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

My Commute

Ever wonder what it's like to work in San Francisco and live in San Jose? Come take a journey with me on my morning commute.

San Francisco November Warm Bridge

It is hard to believe that it's 76 degrees in November. I just walked around for 3 miles enjoying people and their schizophrenic wardrobes.

Monday, November 15, 2010

Old Friend

I ran into a friend of mine who I used to work with while at ABC in San Jose. Dean Smith. A surfer,photographer,journalist, and Dad. He is the kind of guy who always seems to be having a good day even when he is not. 

Dean was covering the Face Book press conference in San Francisco that had been set up to share insights on the new Facebook email service. There were ton's of geeks and the media circus folks running about. I walked through the scurrying lunch crowd and found Dean talking to a news groupie about Sat Comm's and Downlink feed windows. Exciting news talk for sure.  When the groupie left we started a chat about surf and the Canon 7D.  Then I left passing a homeless man urinating next to an array of bikes locked up to a metal bar.

Unfortunately I can't share any of Dean's award winning photography because I deleted my facebook account (I think). Stay tuned. I will find some

Thursday, November 11, 2010

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Bali

This video is a splendid example of how the DSLR is revolutionizing all forms of image capture. The flavor this time: A slideshow mentality applied to live action shots.

I spent 2 months in Bali and after watching this I want to go back. The place is insane.

Postcard from Bali (Canon 5d MkII) from Stephan Kot on Vimeo.

Monday, November 8, 2010

Lunch 110510

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Just a thought

Staring out the window of a train my mind read this to me.

The Artist is free, limitations unshackled.
Bound by color, texture,sound and composition,
The Artist translates experience.

The family man is weighted, burdened with unconditional love. The
Family man must translate experience with symbols and sounds.

Both follow a path with their hearts never able to rid themselves of
their drive forward. They step closer to love not further.

Monday, October 25, 2010

Hope

Trembles

The Maniac mantra.. Too busy for this ,too busy for that, need to
take care not to upset the balance sheet, buy this to stop that, don't
eat this so you don't look like that...Don't worry about that, pay us
this and we will worry for you."

So quick we forget that life is a perspective. We consume so much
plastic culture that we brainwash ourselves into believing this mantra
is the way life is. Thinking like this, as if we can make a
reservation for our death, makes life scary.

Scary enough that i found myself trembling today. I have no real
reason to tremble but yet I tremble.I was buying coffee to wake up
from being too tired. Too tired from worrying and trying to match my
life to a maniac Mantra.

Could my brain be shorting a bit? A re calibration of itself after
riding waves this weekend? The tremble is working like an earthquake to
relieve the stress to two opposing tectonic perspectives. One that
worries and one that lives.

Profound activities create profound perspectives. They force you to
see things in the moment, through your own lense of experience.
Activities like volunteering, meditation,yoga, playing music, and exercise,
force you to stop looking through someone else's perspective.
Profound activities require introspection whether before, during, or after
the activity has taken place. It is this introspection that cracks the facade of
dominant fear based thinking. "Profoundivities" allows for trust in
yourself and not in some magic bullet that is on blue light special at "MegaBox Mart."


Life is too short. Call in sick and do something worthwhile.

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Baby Powder Man

This guy just sat down next to me and he keeps hicup burping. He
smells like babypowder. Super Trippy Rider

Monday, October 18, 2010

Jaded Got a New 7d

Abby and Jeremey Lavoi have been busy producing new documentaries on their new Canon 7D DSLR. This camera is a game changer with it's ability to shoot in 1080p .  Because it's a DSLR, there is a lot of choices in optics that just raise the bar in terms of image quality. In this video they used a few different lenses and it really adds to the amazing quality and depth. Yes they shot using a steady cam. But enough of my yammering.. Check out the video and the Jaded website for more info:

http://teamjaded.com

Self

Friday, October 15, 2010

Went Surfing

Caught some of the fading SW swell today.  Rio Del Mar, an hour before low tide.  Surfed next to Club Ed.  3 Barrels and one headhigh.

Old School Me:

 

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

3 Cups of Tea

Hero Recipe:

-Follow your bliss
-Go Climb a Mountain
-Almost kill yourself saving someone's life on K2
-Get saved by a foreign Muslim culture 3 or 4 times
-Create a global movement towards peace by having tea with Muslim Clerics. 

In a nutshell, this follows Greg Mortenson's recipe for peace as portrayed in the book 3 Cups of Tea.   Quite simply put: Greg Mortenson is a man who has been blessed with an ability to follow through on his word.   No doubt our world's hunger for this actionable integrity has aided in his book sales. Likewise,this integrity has allowed Greg to penetrate into the most misunderstood religious Islamic cultures by the west.


3 Cups of Tea is a Must  Read!
 
The book won some big ole prizes.  The biggest literary wind bags said this book was awesome. It is awesome.   It's a Muslim version of Dances with Wolves. Hell you could even say it's another Avatar.  Basically, the white man, or "Sahib" in this case, wins over the indigenous people and saves the world.  In this sense, Greg Mortenson is a Kevin Costner, a paraplegic marine, and Mother Teresa all wrapped up into one.
  I mentioned this book to a friend of mine and described a bit of the story.  He was concerned that is sounded like Greg might have a god complex.  Maybe I just suck at explaining narrative or maybe Greg really does have a god complex.  If he does have a god complex but the book does a pretty good job of hiding it. That means I suck at narrative description.

If you want a book to lift your spirits and give hope to the human race, I highly recommend you read this book.

Saturday, October 2, 2010

The Technology Takes no Prisoners

This is amazing. The world will be filled with "Preditors" before 2015.
The End of Photographers? Really?

Friday, October 1, 2010

How does Somebody decide to do this?

Girls Gone Grabblin

RAW Food Diet For a Caveman

Cobra Hors d'oeuvre

Yesterday's Girl In a Gutter

San Francisco: I stepped off the train at 8:45 to the hussel of 4th and King. Something didn't feel right.  Something was out of place. It was the girl lying face down in the gutter.  The blood became thicker and darker. A man was checking the pulse on her neck. Another man lifted his white Iphone to the ear.  Most people stood around too stunned to move or talk. A bike lay on the side walk next to her.  The muni bus driver belts a cold "Oh god dammit, this is just fine!" Not wanting to get in the way I left the scene.  She had help. Walking away, a primal moan vibrated through the motionless girl. 8:50am the sirens are close. The commuters continue to head toward Market Street, clueless and numb.