A place for my photos and thoughts and stuff.
Good news is always welcome. Even if it literally comes from a dumpster.
It’s looking into my soul!
I need to brush up on my photography skills.
I never get tired of looking at marbled art paper. I am easily entertained.
He’s not shy. Just a little koi.
The Icee cup makes it.
…and my favorite, the kingfisher. It’s a good group of murals.
This place is an underrated gem.
I’ve always liked this one for some reason.
The duck is unimpressed.
That looks uncomfortable.
This is supposedly a model of the statue at the top of the U. S. Capitol.
I’m a fan of the curves.
Will no one stop that marauding horrible spiky red alien. Will no one thing of the children?
I know just how Little Purple Owl feels…
My Thanksgiving masterpiece, circa 1990ish.
Three locations, all quite photogenic in their own unique ways…
Mitsuwa
California Scenario
The Camp
That’s the official name of the statue. But no one calls it that. It’s just “naked surfer” or “nude dude.” Both of which are far more apt titles.
I’ve always loved the murals here.
I have to admit, this is pretty good.
I love these little guys. So dang cute.
AKA, the Newport Beach Civic Center Park.
Birdman by Steven L. Rieman. The “wing” structures are supposed to move, but they didn’t catch a breeze that morning. Looks kind of angelic to me. I like it!
(X)ofmanychildren by Roberto Visani. Are the figures smooching, or back to back? I like it!
Scorpion by Colin Selig. Why an angry scorpion? What couldn’t it have been a scorpion in a good mood? Pass.
Bunnyhenge escapee…
A Novel Idea by Craig Gray. Too bad you can’t sit on it like a real bench.
Prey by Mr. and Mrs. Ferguson. Mr. and Mrs. F covered this entire thing in coins. I kid you not. It’s made of money.
The immortal and iconic Bunnyhenge.
David by Miggy Buck. Perhaps “cankles” would have been a better name, not that I’m anyone to judge.
Talking Heads by Oleg Lobykin. Shiny! I like it!
Alfie loves nothing more than soaking up local culture, ‘cuz she’s sophisticated like that.