Images and Words
Christmas is a little more solemn this year. Decorations were sparse around Berkeley leading up to the holiday season. And after a year as depressing as 2009 it’s not hard to understand why. No Christmas trees, excessive gift giving or wasteful spending this holiday season. Maybe I’m just one year older and a bit more jaded—I’ve been told your twenties will do that to you—but December just isn’t as festive this year. (more…)
It’s the end of Dead Week on campus. Supposedly we’ve all been studying for the last week, but I’d bet my hat people were catching up on some much-needed Zs instead. I woke up early this morning and headed out on an assignment for the paper. Chancellor Birgeneau’s house was attacked Friday night. Check out the article in the Daily Cal (along with some photos by me). It wasn’t exactly the perfect Saturday—dark, cloudy and a little too rainy—but duty calls.
3:22 am PST — Edited. Formatted. Ready for one more read tomorrow. Done.
3:12 am PST — Must breathe life into the last sentence. And then finally—finito!
1:59 am PST — Blonde Redhead finally had to stop. I’m on to Interpol—and my last three paragraphs.
1:20 am PST — This is getting to the point where I just don’t want to finish. After three years of buildup I’m not sure what I’m going to do when I’m done. (more…)
By the time yesterday evening had rolled around, my feet were heavy from walking. I had spent ten hours roaming around campus snapping shots while a crowd of UC Berkeley students protested the proposed 32% tuition increase. Friday was the final day of a three day protest against free hikes and budget cuts. Meanwhile the UC Regents meeting on the UCLA campus was met by student protests.
I have never stopped to looked at South Hall on the UC Berkeley campus in the late afternoon light. The spectacularly blue skies and golden light of an autumn California day is arresting—and makes you stop and look at the corners of buildings. Campus tour guides hint to perspective Cal students that the red brick building—one of the first campus halls—was modeled after Mary Poppins’ patrons’ home. Not so. Doesn’t ruin the building’s magic, especially at golden hour.
A few weeks ago I photographed the Treasure Island Music Festival. Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros played early in the afternoon of the second day and got the crowd still stiff from dancing the day before up off their butts. The ensemble band oozed fun with an energetic, shirts-off performance. What better place to play hookie (while working) than Treasure Island. I felt like a pirate.
After several weeks of forgetting to look up their music, I heard one of their songs entitled “Home” yesterday. It transported me right back to Treasure Island. Check it out:
To every season there is a playlist. This fall a few songs have resonated especially well with me. From rocking music festivals to car commercials, these songs have been the soundtrack to the last few months — and my second-to-last semester in college. Tear.
The Fall 2009 Playlist:
Want the sparkling shiny feeling you get from head to toe when you hear a great new playlist? If this seems like your cup of tea, check out the playlist from start to finish.
Does it matter that his eyes are closed? Sadly, I think it does. It’s a shame because the water looks other worldly, almost demonic. (That arm in his face is getting a bit annoying too.) C’est la vie. Another shot. Another time.
I shot a women’s soccer game a few weeks ago — Cal versus UCLA. This was one of UCLA’s attempts on goal. In the end, they won out.
Saturday morning comes, and it’s time for water polo at UC Berkeley’s Spieker Pool once again. Beautiful sunlight. A delightful bit of warmth. And troubled waters. Water polo is great to photograph for two reasons: the drama and the inevitable beautiful photographs. Drops of water are frozen, suspended in the air.
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