a week in photo review

i made some delicious mint iced tea and put them in recycled french lemonade bottles. the bottles made everything so fancy.


yesterday it was sunny in august in san francisco. had to capture that rare sighting.


walking through chinatown yesterday i realized that even though i've lived in the city for two years i've never actually taken a picture of chinatown. so i did.


on my way out of chinatown i decided to stop at citylights bookstore. i also discovered the upstairs of city lights for the first time where they have poetry and beat writings. i decided to read naked lunch while sitting upstairs. i got 40 pages in and so far that junk is pretty fucked up. to add to the book's actual text, i could hear through the window down to a man on jack kerouac alley yelling profanities and nonsensical ramblings. i though it was a perfect new layer to the book. at some point i couldn't tell who was making more sense, the drunk man yelling on the street or burroughs. my hope is to stop in from time to time and read the whole thing up there because as i learned, it seems to be the perfect place to get the most out of the book.


as i watched a few TED talks this weekend (elizabeth gilbert, maira kalman, tim brown, dave eggers, sylvia earle, and dave carson* *friday) and started this watercolor while i watched them.