I'm in a strange, wondrous, and improbable land called "California." It's like little I've ever seen. The people are like Americans, only thinner; none of the people know how to drive, and seem not to be governed by traffic laws; and there are so few insects people leave their doors and windows ajar to the plain air. The culture seems familiar, yet, at the same time, tinged with the exotic; and I suddenly understand why people can be flower photographers. Taking photographs seems to be a natural "oooh" response to the extraordinary vegetation.
We were in Berkeley until yesterday—a delight, mainly thanks to our hosts—when we drove through Marin County to a place called Inverness, on Tomales Bay. The famous landscape, very unlike anything in the East, is entertainingly dramatic, and Inverness is utterly spectacular. It helps that the house where we're staying was designed by two very talented amateur architects, and is a work of art in itself.
It rained all morning. My conclusion that it's pretty rainy in California could be a short-sample error.
These are iPhone snaps, but I've been shooting a lot with the Fuji. The 14mm is still glued to the camera, much to my surprise.
I hope to visit Ctein in his habitat on Friday, if other circumstances allow, and will post a report.
(Thanks to S.)
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Steve Rosenblum: "Whatever you do EAT A LOT OF FOOD! You could eat at a new restaurant in SF Bay area every day for a year and not repeat or run out of great food. And, it doesn't have to be all high end places--local neighborhood places can be really great, not to mention that the Asian food there is as close as it gets to the real deal outside of Asia. It is really quite extraordinary. Please indulge."
Mike replies: Between my girlfriend's foodie mother and stepfather and the superb restaurants, it's possible I've eaten better this week than any other week of my life. We had lunch at the Cowgirl Creamery in Point Reyes Station yesterday—takeout eaten in—and it was both very expensive ($42 for lunch?!) and very, very good.
Marty Knapp: "If I knew you were coming I'd a baked a cake! I live in and have a small gallery of my B&W landscapes just down the street from where you're staying in Inverness. I'm in Point Reyes Station and I've been reading your blog and previously your magazine for over 20 years. If you call me I can meet you and treat you to some fine coffee, but perhaps not as good as your own home-made concoctions. I'm around all day Thursday and Friday morning. Cheers!"
Mike replies: We're here on family business, and really don't have any extra time, very unfortunately. It's not a TOP trip. And. also unfortunately, we're leaving Marin this morning on a heavy schedule. But many thanks to everyone who has extended kind invitations, including Ben and Paul and yourself and others.