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Watercolors by Grzegorz Wróbel

"During my studies at the Warsaw University of Technology, Poland, I learnt a lot about watercolors. Although the faculty of Architecture at this university has a strong tradition in drawings and watercolors,…most of my skills are gained from my own study and personal interest in this medium, and from friends who also work with watercolors.…"
"In summer time I usually draw from life. I think this is the best way to learn something new and to achieve better skills. But in winter, it is hard to go outside and paint as water freezes : ) so, I paint from photos that I have made earlier.…"
"The most difficult thing when working with watercolors is to control water! You just cannot control it 100%. I use a lot of water and I think it is the greatest thing to observe how it flows on your paper and creates magical things."

Newspaper sculptures by Nick Georgiou


Egret in lagoon

Egret and reflection in lagoon at sunset last night.

Locksmith street art, NYC

"I work as a film location scout in New York City. My day is spent combing the streets for interesting and unique locations for feature films. In my travels, I often stumble across some pretty incredible sights, most of which go ignored daily by thousands of New Yorkers in too much of a rush to pay attention. As it happens, it's my job to pay attention, and I've started this blog to keep a record of what I see.…

Chances are, you’ve noticed Greenwich Locksmiths in your travels through the West Village. It occupies a small storefront just south of Commerce Street on one of the stranger parcels of land in Manhattan…The new design is made up entirely of keys:"

Interior of cob sauna in Oregon

"…The dragon seat! The seats are able to transform and change the space to a large open space for yoga. Creative mixed use design."
By Sukita Crimmel, From These Hands, LLC

8-year-old rocknroller in Seattle

Wow! What composure…

"'Snow Day,' written and performed by 8-year-old Emma at the 2009 Spring Coffee Shop Jam, at The Columbia City Theater in Seattle, WA. Emma announced during a guitar lesson one day that she felt like writing a song. I started playing some chords, and this is what she came up with. Amazing.
The Jam's a chance for Heartwood Guitar Instruction students to showcase their talents. Enjoy!"
Just saw this on Lobbylu blog

Gypsy caravans in France

Short documentary (in French) about Jan Brattinga, who has been travelling around Europe for 17 years with his family before setting for sedentary life in a small french village.
Sent us by Christine Durand in France

Abalone and other shells

Note polished pieces of abalone, and at 10 o'clock (left side), cross section of fossilized bone.

Tiny Farm Blog from southern Ontario, Canada

"Tiny Farm Blog is one day to the next on a small organic farm… Starting with zero farm and garden experience near the end of 2002, I’m still at it full-time and more into it than ever! The first four years (2002-2005), it was mainly a one-man show, with much help from a few, and support from many. In Year 5 (2007), I began to include (and rely on) a small crew coming on various days of the week. Crop quality was high—give ‘em half-decent conditions and most veggies just wanna grow. Produce was sold at a local farmers’ market in a fairly small town (pop. 17,000) 12 miles away, by local CSA, and in an erratically open farm stand.…"
Sent us by Kevin Kelly

Adobe/polycarbonate greenhouse in New Mexico

Greenhouse attached to main house. Designed by Rob Stout, Southwest Solar Design, Embudo, New Mexico. "The glazing is a four walled polycarbonate sheeting 7/8" thick. It will bend to the curve without any special bending technique. Also make note of the vent windows at the bottom."
From: http://altbuildblog.blogspot.com/search/label/Artist%27s%20Homes

1913 woody pickup truck

1913 British Napier 16hp woody. This website is loaded with pictures of American, British and French woodies, woody trucks, cycle cars, lots more: http://www.oldwoodies.com/gallery-shootingbrakes1.htm

Paradise Recording studio in Santa Cruz

My son Will is a musician living in Santa Cruz, Calif. He's a member of the Brazilian band SambaDá, billed as an "Afro-Brazilian samba funk dance band."

Will also is the studio manager and engineer, along with head engineer Rich Williams, at the Paradise Recording studio in Santa Cruz, and they recently posted some samples of their work at http://www.paradiserec.com/clients.htm. Click on the list of songs on the right to hear the eclectic list of songs from different musicians.

I asked Will to describe what they do: "The best thing to me about this place is that we use analog tape to get a sound that feels good. Analog recording is like a hand built home, whereas digital recording is analogous to a prefab house. This way is old fashioned, imperfect, and feels better. But we also have custom gear that is being used all over the world..."

Beach adventure #2

Came upon these little surfers' shacks (surfers who get this far have to be pretty motivated). Check out the footing here. Sun getting low, so I started heading back. I got so immersed in beachhcombing I seem to have missed the cliffside trail and by the time I realized this I was pretty far south of it. Sun now setting and of course I had no light and there are very few exits from the beach on this stretch of the coast, with its crumbling steep cliffs. Hmmm… I made the decision to head south where I knew there was an arroyo with a (sort of) trail.
As it got darker, I started to run. Not looking forward to spending the night huddled under a cliff until dawn. Oh yeah, I was lightly dressed, had no cel phone, and it was a new moon, so no help in the luminosity dept. Dumb fuck!
Stress level rising, getting darker, shit! Then -- is that a human figure up ahead? Yes, it was, I'd made it to the arroyo and Megan and her 2 kids were heading up the trail. You hop around a flowing creek going up and have to pul lyourself up in 2 places with anchored ropes. After walking through a muddy field, Megan kindly gave me a ride to my truck and I was able to come home to a warm fire, (ahem) big shot of cognac, and good meal. 
If it don't kill you,
it's good for you.

Beach Adventure

I took off yesterday afternoon around 3 and drove north to a cliffside beach trail. The tide was low, sun shining, and the plan was to see how far north I could get, going around points that would be impassable at lower tides. Since I gave up competitive running, I've been exploring my local world way more thoroughly.

They say with age comes wisdom, but this combo seems to have eluded me. I started sliding down the steep trail wearing light Sanuk sandals and ended up on all 4s on parts of the trail. Also, I had a cut on my foot from a barefoot walk on the beach a few nights earlier, and the beach was mostly sloping with rocks that had to be hopped upon or navigated around.
But it was a glorious day, there were clear tide pools brimming with sea life. I started finding bits of polished abalone shells and filling up my backpack with shoreside treasures. In all my 40 years living here I'd never been this far along the beach -- going where I've never gone before, nothing more exciting. (Same thing driving down a never-before-travelled road -- heaven.)