Thursday, May 29, 2014

L'Instant For The Aquatic Obsessive

Victory Is In The Heart. After defeating the fastest American High School crews at Stotesbury Cup Regatta, Ridley Senior Men are to compete at the Royal English Henley on Thames. Congratulations to all Ridley rowers, coaches and support staff. Our son is training for the Ridley Men's Eight at three year's young. May the winning continue. Terar dum prosim.

Thursday, May 22, 2014

Divine Nature Gave The Fields, Human Art Built The Cities: Cacophony Of Noise, Wind, Sand And Surf

I open my eyes on a new beach to feast my senses. On the horizon is the Golden Gate bridge and idyllic bright blue hues. Wild catamaran sailboats are capturing the wind with their open canvas and a few gigantic ocean liners are coming into town. The sand is warm at just the perfect temperature my son loves for running and making train sculptures. The open space is also well served for inviting friends to play. The dogs we meet on the beach are well trained, on leashes, wickedly fun and love running after balls tossed into the ocean. San Francisco is one of the most beautiful places on earth and Crissy Field beach with a diversity of wild life and culture has something for everyone-from the high-end resort seeker to those looking for a less expensive yet comfortable place for sand and sea. All the way to the heavenly skies this is one incredible place. Crissy Field beach is irresistibly San Francisco.

Saturday, May 17, 2014

Ideas On Paper: Inspiration Is Painting For Life At deYoung SF

To look at something is an act that involves more than the eyes. Looking with intensity demands an entire lifetime of accumulated sensory memory: each noise, smell, change of lighting and so much more. Paintings and drawings remind us of the possibility of transcendence through the act of looking. Beyond this, painting is a way to inhabit a state of permanent uncertainty or strangely be aware of what it means to be alive.

Thursday, May 15, 2014

Oceanic Play: A Sip Of Summer All Year Long

Jumpy jump ocean. "Daddy, let's go back to the beach," he says, "we can run freely on the warm sand, build sculptures and swim in the refreshing ocean." My son and I. The best connection ever. I adore the privilege of being a parent. Too much love never spoils children. Children become spoiled when we substitute presents for presence. Oceanic play–crafted with pride at San Francisco's iconic Aquatic park. 

A vast lion
with strong feelings
on west coast
fresh, monied, 
handsome, healthy
exuberant, extrovert, 
third generation only child
a peaceful rebel

An ocean rumbles
where sharks can be found
every wave must be earned
possibilities of perfection
cornerstone of society
surrounded with love
as the stars and galaxies
that rest above

A dog barks
to a false witness
most things in life change
some don't
someone is either friendly or enemy
their road mirrors the ocean
our road never really ends
endless play
living in abundance
no trespassing.