Mission Beach, some old hot-rods, thoughts on prison, creepy carousal, and a pissed of lady.

Please click on the individual pictures to see them in full size. 

You already here, you may as well see the picture like it was meant to be seen.

So I'm driving down the street in the mission beach area and I see these

two cars just parked on the street. The neighborhood is a little hinkey

and I told myself as I got out of the car I was just gonna get a few quick snaps

 and jamm out. Unfortunately after about 8 pictures I realize the camera is set on full manuel

and the shots are looking like shit. I kick it over to appreture priority and then I'm in the zone.

 The details are talking to me and as 5 minutes slip into 10 and a few shots get into 20 plus

 I slide out of there without getting questioned or getting my 

ass kicked by some big bastards.

This shot was taken at the Marina and although the boats were

 cool the light just didn't seem

 to be working with.. I just wasn't feeling it. For me taking pictures is like baking

 a cake and one of the

key ingredients is my mood. Pretty pictures of boats just weren't doing it for me,

 and then I came across

this gate. It immediately took me back in time to when

 I was actually doing time in a Federal Prison.

(I was on D Block)

Even the color of the metal was the same. It made me think of how here in San Diego

 it separatesthe boat owners from the general public,

 the haves from the have nots, 

and when I was in it separated

the crooks from the public. I considered how Ironic it was that here people want 

on the other side of the gate and then all we wanted was to be on this side of the gate.

 I made a mental note not to park

my boat there when my ship comes in, and then I got a little sad and moved on.

I'm sharing ths one just because I thought the reflection off of the water was cool.

While I was out shooting today in the Mission beach area the fog just

wouldn't roll out. No tourists were in the area and it was mostly just me

the people waiting for tourists and the homeless old men and run away kids.

For me there has always been something a little creepy

about carousels. They are so pretty but I always think about how

it is a big machine under the glam and pretty animals and machines

don't care for kids. They will crush them or drag them along in a new york second

and as the kids scream the music just continues to play. I've also always

been very skeptical of carousel operators as they always look dirty and half stoned,

they look like they secretly hate kids, and just really couldn't care less.

I guess it just could be me.

I just thought these photos captured that feeling pretty well.

I posted this picture because there was something unusual about it. I'm not enough of

a photographer to tell you what it is or how I did it I was just surprised at how deep this

photo turned out.

What are you looking at? She asked with her face. In truth I barely even noticed her until

I looked at these photos at home on the monitor. 

When I take pictures sometimes it's as if I'm in 

some kind of trance. I'm the big fat guy looking thru the view finder and

 actually bumping into

people. I am the one that lines up, and frames out the shot, 

and just as I click a car drives by and I'm

like where the hell did that come from. Then I remember

 I'm shooting across the street.

If you don't know by now I'm a little nuts.

I just want to tell you all how much I appreciate your views and comments. It's so flattering

to know that people have looked at the work thru my eyes almost 800 times.

I suppose I'm an attention whore.. Hell if I looked better and I was a chick, I'd be publishing beaver shots

and upskirts.. Lucky for you I'm just a fat guy with a very nice 14mp digital camera.