On our way through Redway yesterday to take Carol out to our house, we saw this:
And then one of my favorite people (Joellen) appeared. So I got a shot of Joellen Clark-Peterson (KMUD news person) and the owner of the winged vehicle.
Some times you just need to stop….and serendipity happens.
Russel’s sister Carol, from South Carolina, is visiting. We live in a really small one room house in town while we are building our home, so she stays at a local motel.
We walked off dinner Sunday night and I took a few shots.
This one is in front of the the Hemp Connection.
Carol and Russel on Church Street, which is rather odd as there are no churches there, but on the street corner across from the Hemp Connection is this sign:
which points to 3 churches. Only in Garberville.
More later.
Garberville and all of Southern Humboldt is covered in smoke from the Canoe fire burning on the north coast/King Range/Honeydew area. This is from CDF’s web site:
“Inaccessibility continues to hamper containment efforts along with hot dry weather on the Canoe fire. Fire intensity increased in the late afternoon and evening yesterday expanding the fire to 1,993 acres. The fire crossed the southern containment line along with numerous spots. Additionally, the fire was very active in the northeast portion of the fire. Containment is a concern as the fire expands toward the indirect line under current weather conditions.”
There is now also fear that the fire may start to encroach on human habitats namely – the northern most part of the Salmon Creek area. Voluntary evacuation is now in effect for the folks way up that hill.
I have only lived in So Hum for 12 years, and since then we have not had a fire of this size this close to us. So far we have been lucky in that no buildings have been lost, or lives for that matter.
My heart goes out to those in so many other areas that haven’t been so lucky, to lose all you have worked so hard for in a heartbeat…whether it is fire or water or wind, it just hurts.
By the way..
Autumn Equinox blessings to us one and all.
Whittemore Grove borders the Eel River, and we drive through it daily to go to our land. It is an integral part of our landscape here in Southern Humboldt.
A big thanks to Stable Slopes Forever, for working to keep these trees protected.
So often in our busy lives and hurry to and fro we forget or neglect to take the time to stop and experience the redwoods. The other day when I was photographing the Road Spam, we took some time there.
I need to do this more often. Living in the wilderness sometimes means that I take it for granted. People come here from all over the world to see the trees and experience the North Coast. Our ‘commutes’ are what other people do on vacation! We live in beauty. I need to see it, instead of the chores that need to be done.
Recently while driving out to our land I spotted about a 25′ long piece of road spam. This is just the top portion of it:
The writing was in reference to a missing person here in Southern Humboldt county who is a very active pot activist, and Prop 215 (medical marijuana) advocate.
He has been missing over 3 weeks now, and is presumed dead. For more info: North Coast Journal
If there is any possible chance you know anything about this case, please contact his brother Clint (707-822-4415) … if only to help alleviate the suffering of the family. (There is a $50,000 reward for information on what happened to Chris and who might be responsible.)
I did not know him, but still I am sadden and puzzled, and want to know where he is.
Last week one of our youth was also killed. This is a small community and things like this don’t happen often. The memorial is today. The killers are at large. Again I am saddened and angry.
Marijuana must be de-criminalized.
I mentioned in this post about some colors we used to paint the shed. Here’s the picture:
The closet became multi-colored, and it is a very bad paint job .. but here are the colors:
I also used the ‘too pink to be mauve’ color on the top of the lid of the closet in the now bedroom… to create a ‘rose-glow’ of reflected light. Worked rather well, will be especially nice when the cream/apricot color is applied to the ceiling.
When I knew i would be going to the Mystic show, I asked Suzanne, as editor of the Cockburn Project, to contact Bernie Finkelstein, Bruce’s manager, and ask for a photography pass, so I could take pictures at the Mystic for the CockburnProject. He granted that pass, and I got it at will call, no problem, the night of the show. I had even called ahead to confirm all was well, as I did not want to be hassled by security the night of the gig.
So I bring my new Canon G3. Earlier in the afternoon we run into Steve Lucas, bass player touring with Bruce. We chatted a bit about his new cd, Gamma Jazz, a techno-jazz-fusion-jungle sound, coming out soon on www.cdbaby.com. He graciously stood still for a picture with Russel, my husband.
I also was able to talk with Bruce just before sound check when he walked past our table at McNears resturant. I wrote a bit about this here and
here.
Standing in line and in the theater waiting for the show to start, meeting lots of fans, and trading ‘how we became Bruce fans’ stories was really fun. (If the husband & wife team of doctors from Sonoma County read this, please contact us, we so enjoyed meeting and talking with you.) We grabbed seats, second row, left of center, for a great view of Bruce and guitar.
Then Bruce walks onstage to a standing ovation for just being there.
I start taking pictures, taking great care to make sure all the metering lights are off, the flash is off, i have the right (as best i can figure out) settings (TV- shutter priority 1/15). I took a few shots during the first song, Tried and Tested.
And was really enjoying the second song, Mighty Trucks Of Midnight, when someone was trying to grab my camera out of my hands!
I tried to show him my pass, but he was still putting his hands on my NEW CANON G3… i tried to explain, he would hear none of it, so we left the concert area, I told him Bernie had given me permission, but he didn’t know who Bernie was, and he said ‘they’ say absolutely no pictures, and i ask who they are and he says the band managers. So he took my id (bz cards for the Cockburn Project) and went in search of someone, came back and said, ok .. I said, “is that an apology?” he said yeah, but i don’t think he meant it. I asked if any one else would jump on me now for taking pictures and he said no.
But it really did throw me off center. Russel kept after me to shoot more pictures, and i did, but my heart wasn’t as into it by this time. I thought i had done every thing to make that NOT HAPPEN, but in looking back i guess i should of contacted someone else as well. Or Bernie should of contacted the guys handling the ‘band’ on the road. I don’t know, but it felt awful. And the questions about it during intermission didn’t help.
Then the unspeakable happened, just after intermission, the flash went off on a shot!! I could of vanished into the floor.. I don’t really know what happened, obviously something had become ‘unset’ on the camera, even though i check for no flash on each shot. But it did, and i put the camera away after that, as it was taking too much of my focus.
This is that shot, cropped & re-sized :
Here is a link to the setlist of this show.
Another wonderful thing happened at this show. In my early days of getting into Bruce (early 80’s) I lived in Boulder, Colorado and then Marin County, California, where i met a kindred spirit, Bobby Parrs, and we became good friends and enjoyed our connection often thru Bruce.
That’s me looking like I was caught at something *lol*, Bruce, and Bobby, after show at the Zellerbach in Berkley, 1988.
Well, after the concert and most of the theater had left, we made our way to the lobby and I turned and looked over my shoulder and there he was!! … we haven’t seen each other in about 14 years! , as he moved to Maui and I moved to Humboldt County. Reconnecting is great. We went backstage to say our thanks to Bruce and exchanged info.
Bobby and I reconnected again a few days later at Reggae on the River! More on that story in another post.
That’s about it for my stories of Bruce at the Mystic. Did i happen to mention the music? It was wonderful…high energy, intimate, and fun. Bruce and band enjoyed it as well as we did. This crowd loves this man.. and it shows… and he gives it all right back to us. If you ever have the opportunity to attend a show by Bruce, go for it, you won’t be sorry.
Here is a link to Bruce at the Mystic part 1.
There is a lot to tell about our trip to Petaluma to see Bruce Cockburn at the Mystic. I have focused all my energy so far on updating the front page of the CockburnProject, (this story is now
here ) with the last few gigs. I am going to write out a full report on this show from my personal point of view very soon. But this part explains the following photo:
‘A little bit later, Bruce comes walking by, right next to us and I just say “Hi Bruce”. He comes to our table and we chat a bit, my husband says I work for the CockburnProject, and Bruce responds that he ‘now has a face to go with that.’ We talk about what the Project does, and he mentioned that Julie Wolf, keyboard player, downloaded the song lyrics she needed to learn for the tour from the CockburnProject. I asked a favor, for him to sign an autograph on a picture that was taken of us in the late ’80s. It was sort of odd, us both looking at a 15 year old picture of ourselves, we commented on how we had changed, and Bruce was trying to recall when he was wearing ‘that coat’. Then he needed to go get ready for sound check. He is always so gracious and kind. There never seems to be the words to express how much he and his work mean to me, perhaps that is why I work so hard on the Project, it is my way of saying thanks.’
Taken in ’88 or ’89 at the Luther Burbank Center:
More photos from the Mystic Show:
I have lots of stories to tell and photos to put up..but time is short and
Reggae on the River is upon us here in southern Humboldt County… gotta go, be back Monday!
Here is a link to the setlist of this show. And this is a link to Bruce at the Mystic part2.
