my T Rex dreams
…in which our our grasp exceeds our natural reach. In our last installment, my quarry escaped because my arms were too short. Thanks to safety railings and other impediments placed to ensure public well-being by well-meaning civil engineers, the objects of our auditory desire are often out of reach. The long—and short—of it is we […]
the second bridge walk
…in which we explore the Marin end and our new contact mic. Well, it happened! Sunday, Jake Dickinson and I spent four hours walking the bridge again, putting the Schertler mic to the test and shooting beaucoup rolls of Fuji 400 color print film. The weather cooperated nicely, starting with a gently clearing mist that […]
