L.A. Art Book Fair

On a last moment whirlwind trip to L.A. for my new gig, I saw the city in a new light (with sunglasses on of course). The L.A. Art Book Fair  organized by Printed Matter was quite a trip in itself. I got to soak it all in.  Cool people making cool stuff.

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The Thing Quarterly booth introducing our new John Baldessari issue!
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Here’s a brief history on Baldessari narrated by Tom Waits.

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Dominant Legs On Repeat

After a quick stint to Los Angeles to go to the L.A. Art Book Fair and see a dear friend, I can’t stop listening to this…

Somehow it reflects my weekend emotions music wise completely.

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Bolinas Ridge Trail Bike Ride

I’m starting to learn the differences between riding on dirt trails and paved roads in traffic (besides the obvious). Both have their advantages and disadvantages of course. The 15 mile loop along the Bolinas Ridge Trail was a little bit of everything: an intense dirt trail climb, downhill through a wooded area, to the nicely paved highway 1 back through Olema, CA. There were times I felt like I was riding a bucking bronco of a bike, traversing through not-so-tightly-packed dirt but it was a ride I learned a lot from.

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The Ghost of Gram Parsons

I couldn’t help but feel the ghost of Gram Parsons while in Joshua Tree and listening to country rock at Pappy & Harriets. There is a make shift memorial where his body was left at Cap Rock in Joshua Tree. We ventured out to find it but there was nothing there expect a light scribble of his name on a rock. I brought imaginary flowers, and played his songs in my head. When returning home, I listened to my many Gram records and then watched Fallen Angel: Gram Parsons, the documentary about his life and tragic death. I couldn’t help but wonder where his music would have taken him if he was still alive today but took refuge in his songs of yesterday.

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Gram and Keith
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The Flying Burrito Brothers Gilded Palace of Sin cover shoot.

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Pioneertown

Many of my favorite musicians have rolled through Pioneertown to play at the infamous Pappy & Harriets. The Pioneertown Motel (right behind it) was a great place to lay our heads after a day in Joshua Tree and a night listening to local musicians at P&H. The old western downtown, complete with a livery, is just a short walk back to the wild west.

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Joshua Tree Adventure

Somehow, I had never experienced the magic of Joshua Tree until now. Each high-desert Yucca Palm has their own alien-like persona, giving passersby the feeling of intergalactic space travel. This feeling is compounded at night with stars cluttering the open sky. I now understand the fascination amongst artists and musicians alike. I must someday return.

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Lands End Hike

Lands End is just a hop, skip and a jump away from the Legion of Honor. After seeing the Matisse exhibit, I went for hike along the coastal trail. There is a hidden labyrinth at the edge of Eagle Point that over looks the Pacific Ocean, Mile Rock Beach, and the mouth of the much sailed Golden Gate. The bridge disappears and reappears through the foliage throughout the trail, saying hello and goodbye again. Once I reached Eagle Point, I could have perched myself on a rock bird-like and sat for hours. Instead, I continued along the coast, past Baker Beach, through Seacliff to a coffee shop whose table very much reminded me of the labyrinth. What an adventure day!

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Ocean Dwelling

It was a clear crisp day so I hopped on my bike and rode to Ocean beach in search of clearheadedness. I found it there. Sometimes it takes starring into the ocean in order to find yourself again.  I was in the fine company of many other wide-eyed ocean gazers. Calmness ensued.

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Fort Point- Hitchcock’s Vertigo

After walking to the Wave Organ, I started my decent into the fog towards Fort Point. I just started reading The Definitive Study of Alfred Hitchcock by François Truffaut which inspired my walk to one of the filming locations in Vertigo. The Hitchcockesque fog added an element of suspense as I walked through Crissy Field past the Marco Di Suvero steel structures to Fort Point. The fog was so thick, I couldn’t see the bridge, just a lone bay swimmer right where Jimmy Stewart saves Kim Novak  in Vertigo. The fog gently parted ways and the Golden Gate Bridge slowly emerged as I left. I stopped in the Warming Hut to get warm, read, and write in my journal. It was a magical day spent walking, seeing, and reflecting.
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Round Valley Preserve Bike Ride

Round Valley Regional Preserve is just outside of Antioch, CA. The land had been used for farming and ranching for 100 years until it was sold to the East Bay Regional Parks District in 1988. The old dirt roads are now used for horseback riding, cycling, and hiking. It is a picturesque old California farmland experience. The preserve is also home to the California ground squirrel, the San Joaquin pocket mouse, desert cottontails, and the endangered San Joaquin kit fox.

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