Thursday, October 18, 2012

Color, abscence of color

   



























         


 If there's any color that feels natural to be so vivid it's the color orange because it's right there in the big old, everyday sky.

 A visual contrast to all this color saturation took place on a camping trip Jon and I recently took up the Northern California coast. The sun was hidden and It misted heavily the whole entire time. The coast here has a very austere color palette on even on a sunny day. When it's foggy or misty, the predominant color is grey. It's very beautiful, but for some reason I need mental preparation to drop down into it and find that beauty and not want to run inland. Just a few miles further east, the sun was out and the bright fall colors were doing their thing. But knowing it was out there somewhere sort of made me feel better and want to stay and get into the gray.

I guess I'm not one of those people who revel in fog, though I can see that it would be like being wrapped in a big down blanket.



Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Don't be stealing my pig

We were at Hardly Strictly Bluegrass in Golden Gate Park this weekend and I lost my hat. I have a lot of hats, but never wear any of them except the one that is quirkily Spanish looking and belonged to Maggie, my mother-in law. How I loved it.

 I don't think anybody stole it. I think I just left it behind in the dust. But I still have my pig.