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Two cameras for each of us, Mike and I went to the Handcar Regatta in Santa Rosa. Two cameras that are unfamiliar. A Pentax DSLR borrowed from Nicole with Ian's wide angle lens, and a Mamiya 645. So, it was a day of making brand new mistakes. I missed my Contax, the camera that I've carried with me for over five years. But, had I brought that one, I would have remained in my comfort zone. I doubt I would have used either of these other cameras nearly as much.

There were races. One of the cars was carried across the finish line, with things falling off and clattering onto the tracks.

The Front Porch became a stage. I first encountered it at Burning Man, running across the playa with Slim, leaping onto the stairs as it was still moving, dancing on the porch in the moonlight. Here, it was still. Parked by the train tracks. Music being played to the crowd around it.

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Mike, Kelly, Mad Hatter and I chased the photons together, driving toward the ocean to catch the last remnants of sunlight. This brought us to Sutro Baths in the dark. We climbed the ruins, Kelly and I in skirts and high heels. Long exposures with handheld flash. Distant light of the Cliff House and streetlights. Into the tunnel for more.

It was a craigslist post and a fire jam at the old NIMBY nearly three years ago that brought me into the Bay Area community of artists, geeks, burners, performers (and whatever other descriptions you can throw at this group). It was there that I met my future housemates. That night, Nicole started teaching me to spin poi.

Fire jams will always have a special place in my heart because of this. They've picked up energy again. Sunday nights at the new NIMBY are full of fire. I want to share with you some photos by my friends.

by Eden Hensley

by Kristin Ankiewicz

by Ed Hunsinger

Gypsy Punk dance party at the DNA Lounge. Burlesque performances. The usual photo geekery with other SF photographers. Dancing.

photographs from the April 30th San Francisco Tweed Ride. more information at sftweed.com

At the Fishtank in Oakland, it was a night of music. Corpus Callosum took the stage, playing until midnight.

post industrial folk noir

I created an etsy store for selling prints. There’s only a few things up so far, but I’ll be adding more soon.

y3rdua.etsy.com

I just reuploaded a few older projects thanks to some poking by friends. Since I tend to be more concerned with new projects, and concepts I don’t yet understand, the things I’ve already done often become neglected. It usually takes someone to say, “Hey, what happened to the….[project description]..?” for me to bring it out again, dust off the prints or recover the files from some forgotten directory, and make it accessible again.

So, if there is something I’ve made that you’re trying to find, or I’ve expressed an idea that you think should exist in the world, remind me.

Last night I brought back three more projects:

Stitches, 2007
large format photography on sheets made from 35mm film.

Persistence, 2008
large format stitched film from my residency in Vienna with monochrom.

An Incomplete Rebirth, 2007

Some people installed three red swings on a BART train last night. Much fun was had. And it’s been blogged all over the internet:

laughingsquid.com