Thursday, December 22, 2011

REXROTH


The Rexroths owned a summer cabin a few ravines over from us. After school, I used to ride my red mare by his place near Dead Man's Curve on the way to the Inkwell. I remember the wooden sign, a fence plank with Rexroth painted in big black letters, rotting into the hillside. Tanoak and redwood duff. His wife used to sit in the same pew as my grandmother at St. Cecelia's Church in Lagunitas. The morning sun lit them as if from within. Sometimes my grandfather would run into him hiking up Devil's Gulch. They talked of salmon runs and politics. He religiously clipped Rexroth's newspaper columns with curved nail scissors. I remember reading the yelllowed columns as a child. No idea of him as the poet. Or me either.

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Solstice sunset, photo

 

The sky's technicolor gown, Hwy 80. © Maureen Hurley 2011

I was stuck in hellish rush hour traffic on Highway 80 and nearly drove off the road at sunset, the sky was so stunning. What blew my mind was no one else seemed to be looking at the sky, insulated in their cars. Come to think of it, they were probably driving while I was, er, multi-tasking. I love my little Nikon P60. My niece dropped it and re-bent the lens back into shape. It's not as crisp as it once was. But it captures good road shots. A fitting solstice sunset. Kathy Mapps said, I like to call these skies "Hand of God" skies. They remind me of Watchtower covers. Oh, groan, Watchtower. That brings back bad memories. What was funny is that I entitled the photo God's technicolor gown, then changed it to sky, thinking it was a bit much. I was trying for a spin-off reference on Joseph's amazing technicolor coat, but gave up. "Hand of God" works. Same ballpark at any rate.

from a Facebook post

Thursday, December 1, 2011

Landscapes, wet pastels (art) 2011

Landscapes, wet pastels, Bret Harte School, after-school arts program in Hunter's Point. The classes were squirrely so I rarely had tome to finish the pieces, and once they've dried, that's pretty much it. You can't go back. You can see where I had paper issues too.
Still life (art) 2007