Giant wood man and his blue pet.
Yah, it’s the Trees of Mystery. If you haven’t been here, then you’re missing out on tourists at their best. People like the guy who was standing underneath Babe looking up in awe at the Atlas sized globes hanging from the Ox’s nether regions, who simply stated “Now those are some blue balls”.
Kissing Rock on the south end of Gold Beach
My childhood home was just down the street from this monolith called Kissing Rock. I specifically remember my dad going down to the beach below the rock and loading up sand in his pickup for our sandbox. Did I say sandbox? How about sand Monster Truck Tire. That’s correct my sandbox was a giant yellow tire probably about 6 feet in diameter, from a front end loader, full of fresh beach sand. Best of times.
Twin Peaks looking out over East Bay
I spent a couple hours up on the tallest point in San Francisco completely enamoured by the view. I think I did 8 or so sketches trying to capture some of the complexity of the scene below without losing the image to a mess of lines. This was spectacular afternoon.
Golden Gate almost immersed in fog
Today I drove up Highway One hoping to repeat the weather I had in San Francisco this weekend. The obscured upper regions of the Golden Gate Bridge were a sign of the weather to come.
This scene was from Friday. I was driving south towards Eureka and had seen a number of signs warning of Elk Crossing. I couldn’t have gotten any luckier when I passed by a herd of maybe 50 elk grazing in a field that was separated by a road. Since I was one of the first cars to show up, I had had a prime viewing spot for this sketch and really was thankful for such an incredible scene. Maybe when I drive back up to Washington I’ll run across a herd of Rainier Beer Bottles. RAAIINNNIEERRR BEEERRRRR!
Not a trace of man
Where old Airstreams go to oxidize.
I’m taking a few days and driving down Highway 101. It would not be an overstatement to say that this is the most epic scenery on the planet. I wish I could capture it all, every mile and every viewpoint, but I find it satisfying to simply stop every couple of hours and make a drawing. I’m someone who likes to drive; it puts me at ease as long as I’m not rushing to get somewhere and I particularly like taking side roads and turnoffs that could lead to anywhere or just a spectacular dead end. My favorite moment of the day was a spur of the moment detour down into the Oregon Dunes recreational area south of Florence. The weather was very stormy and I was a lone car driving down a narrow windy road with no outlet. To my right and left were small hills covered in furry vegetation. Grass is encroaching fast on the dunes and is predicted to takeover completely in a relatively short period of time. . I passed a parking lot with a single sandy trail cutting its way up to the top of a steep grass covered hill. Even with the pouring rain I decided to stop and sprint up the hill for one good view. It turned out to be less of a sprint and more of a steep set of lurches. When I made it to the top ready for the lookout I was met with a full force wind that slammed a wall of sand in my face. It was so much power that I couldn’t look into it at all, so I turned my back and dropped back down onto the trail waiting for a moment until it subsided. After a minute I thought I had my chance so I sprang back up and was again pummeled by the sand, but this time I forced myself to look out and take in the view for a split second of eye abrading glory. Even when it’s a wall of grey fog and cloud and rain, a good look at the beach and ocean are remedies for all sorts of ills. I recommend this trip to anyone needing to get away for a few days. It’s good perspective.
Tillamook Air Museum Douglas Dauntless
Tillamook Air Museum Mini Guppy
Tillamook Air Museum Guppy Cockpit
Oregon Fishing Club
Somewhere on the Oregon Coast
The Rise and Rise of Anti Design
The author Martyn Perks argues that designers pushing for greener solutions often simultaneously become reactionary and in an effort to move us all towards a simpler and less impactful existence reject the most modern technologies. He starts out by calling out Phillipe Starck who turned his back on design a few years back (what’s the status on his conversion?) claiming that “Design is Dead” to pursue projects such as consumer grade wind turbines and electric cars. I’m not sure that this article backs up the notion that the pursuit of green equals turning back the clock on technology. I do however, think he makes a good point when he says.
“However, what underpins the general shift towards green design
is a widespread sense of guilt and self-doubt felt by many
designers about blighting the world with too much stuff. The
paradox is that the big idea they turn to for salvation –
environmentalism – means that rather than endeavouring to
produce something new to solve the problem, one that makes
use of the best possible processes, ideas and resources,
designers will attempt to regain a sense of purpose and
credibility by preaching to the rest of us to lower our horizons.”
Let me start again by getting right into my newest fascination, Processing. Processing is a computing language and enviroment developed by some good people at MIT to help us artists, designers, and developers create some pretty neat stuff and learn programming in the process (ha). I’m really excited about this and in the last few weeks of delving into this program I have learned more about computer science than in my last 36 years. I will be posting links to my progress and talking more about my goals, but for now here’s a start. If you don’t have Java installed you will need to get it here.
When you open the link, wait a second until the squares start vibrating and then move your mouse around inside the window and click then you can move around and make things happen. It’s MAGIC!
I should also note that this sketch is derived and modified from an exercise from Learning Processing by Daniel Schiffman
. I will talk more about the book later as well.