I went up the 1 with some friends at the lowest tide of the year to play on the beach, explore sea caves, and pick mussels. Well, I didn’t pick mussels really, but my omnivorous friends did. Anyhow, we got there an hour or so before the sun went down and the light stayed perfect the entire time we were there. These are some of my favorite photos I’ve taken in awhile.
I went down to Big Sur to get out of town for a few days. We camped near the ocean and then clambered down to Jade Cove. We picked through pebbles looking for jade. Me and all my clothes got soaked. An airship went by. Ergo, a perfect day.
Every now and then I try these social networking things.
I now have a facebook. My name on it is Margaret Kiljoy (one L). I have no idea how to use it or what to use it for yet. But I’ll probably figure it out.
On the morning of 11-11-11 I woke up a bit late to the “oh crap cops are arresting people” text and made it down to the occupation after the police had left. But dawn was upon us so I went ahead and photographed the occupation in the morning twilight.
On Wednesday I went out with two of my friends (one of whom is a dog, the other a human) to see the redwoods in Felton, California. Was just what I needed.
This morning I got a text at 5:30am telling me that #occupysantacruz was being raided, so I drove down to the courthouse to film. I crossed the street (it could be argued that I didn’t cross the empty street at the corner) and turned on my camera. Immediately, a cop detained me for jaywalking. Here’s the interesting part: he told me that I didn’t have to get a ticket if I would just leave and not come back for two hours. He told me he had no interest in debating what was and was not public property. I argued with him for awhile and then acquiesced.
It was clear that he didn’t care about my jaywalking and was only using it as leverage to clear me off of public property.
The Salton Sea is bizarre. It’s so bizarre that the documentary about it is narrated by John Waters. I didn’t get to explore any of the abandoned towns nearby (well, unless Niland and Slab City count…) but we stopped by the bird sanctuary on the shore. The shore is made out of dead fish and barnacles.
One of the photos is actually of San Diego.
Last weekend, I went to visit my friend from Spain who is living in San Diego. I went with her and her friend to Slab City, a squatted trailer park near Niland, California. Of course I took them to Salvation Mountain, and we also got to explore East Jesus, one of the more developed places on the slabs. And it’s always fun to empower european anarchists to shoot guns for the first time.
I guess the title says it all. I’m teaching a class on publishing and layout at SubRosa in Santa Cruz, tomorrow the 10th and the next week, 3-5 pm. I’ll be teaching everything from zines to the book trade, plus showing book and zine layout basics, InDesign skills, dealing with images, etc… anything you want to know (that I know how to do).
I spoke more extensively about how I felt regarding the oakland general strike in my last post. Here are 50 photos of the day. They work backwards chronologically, from the mass demonstration that shut down the port of Oakland, to the anti-capitalist march that defaced some banks, to other marches that also shut down banks, to elements of the rally itself.
