It feel like I skipped a couple months ... November already?! Here's a picture looking west down H St NW toward the construction site of a new Word Bank building. I inquired with the site manager about doing a picture story on some of their equipment operators. The woman in charge informed me that it was a publically-sensitive, government project that couldn't be photographed.
[The sky was beautiful this Halloween evening and the forecast calls for good weather all week. Highs in the upper 70s, I'll put up with that.]
Had a good show at the Corcoran's White Walls Gallery. A lot of feedback. Friends whom I didn't expect to show up, did. Almost surreal, but isn't life? I decided to walk home up 18th St and saw some friends at the Asylum in Adams-Morgan. I ended up there for a good deal of the evening. Girls with painted-on costumes came in to Trick or Treat!
[Remember to watch out for the safety of others during your Halloween Holiday, especially children!]
Joseph Perez, bicycle messanger and his girlfriend Catherine Slye, computer specialist meet each other midday for a cup of coffee at M. E. Swing's Coffee Shop on 17th and G St NW.
[Want to learn more about Joseph and Catherine's relationship? Then go to the Corcoran student photojournalism show opening in the Corcoran's White Walls Gallery, 6pm to 8pm Thur., Oct 30. Who knows, they might show up!]
This is a picture of my Digital Darkroom professor, Alex Jamison. This class seems to be getting better as the semester drags on. The course started out basic, but now we are covering techniques that bypass some extra steps that I've used in the past. Slowly the students in the class are becoming more personable. (Or maybe it's just me? , I'm becoming more personable.) It is thanks to Mr. Jamison that we owe our new outlook on Photoshop, and life ... "Here, Here!"
[Another fine day to be alive and taking pictures.]
The day started out warm and damp, by nightfall it was cold and wet. A combination of the switch back to Standard Time (making it darker earlier), and the weather effected rush hour and caused at least a couple fender benders on my bus ride home.
[The weather on 17th St NW.]
Ended up in Baltimore at the Ottobar ( www.theottobar.com ) tonight. Great show. No matter how much I hate to leave the District for entertainment, this was well worth it! The venue was excellent, The Constantines (below) and Don Caballero played their @##s off! One of the best shows in memory!
[If you aren't a reject, or even if you are check these bands out.]
Went to the Xchange Saloon in Foggy Bottom to watch what turned out to be the last game of the Series. But doesn't everybody agree that baseball is boring? I think we should come up with a new "national pastime." What about motocross racing? I don't ride dirt bikes or have a real interest in it. But, they're a lot more fun to watch than a bunch of guys standing around a well-groomed lawn wearing dumpy uniforms.
[Photo show this week in the Corcoran College's White Walls Gallery, go see it.]
Jeanette Lee gets ready for her role in the Corcoran's student lounge before a fundraiser at the gallery Friday. Lee and other players from Motion Mania Dance Theater, Gaithersburg, Md., will be mingling in costumes that reflect the period and specific characters from Impressionist paintings. The characters will add yet another dimension to Seward Johnson's Exhibit, Beyond the Frame.
[I was only going to check my email, surprise.]
[Pretty soon cheeks will be red, lips will be chapped, knuckles will be cracked and bleeding ... ahh, beautiful Autumn.]
Called some friends. Found they were preoccupied or didn't answer. And I think one even hung up. Went to get some caffine in Adams-Morgan. Looked around an African Art shop. Walked down the street and saw a quiet sushi joint, Pacific Sushi. This is an alright place if you're looking for moderately-priced, quality sushi. San Diego State grad, David, opened the place 10 months ago. He only has two other employees and says that's how he likes it.
[I had two spicey tunas, an eel and avacado, and a couple Sapporos ... all tastey.]
Like many Americans, the French don't seem to care too much for our politics. That doesn't stop them from loving our tourism.
[The weather was a little gray here today, but the temperature stayed warm.]
