Shot on a trip in 2017, hanging out with Godfrey Stephens and Bruno Atkey…
I like a lot of things about this design, like the way the shingles flair out over the lower windows.
Too bad more people having homes built don’t just go with the thousands of well-worked-out designs like this, rather than hiring an architect, who will usually be trying to make a “statement.”
There are lots of of home-sweet-homes designs out there, worked out over centuries.
West Portal Grammar School, San Francisco circa 1941. That’s me, second from right in front row. At left in front row is Bill Floyd, who I see at the semi-annual lunches of our Lowell High School (class of 1952) lunches. He looks exactly the same, 79 years later — you could pick him out nowadays by looking at this photo.
The Nenet reindeer herders need to move their tent every few days throughout most of the year. Every time they migrate they must pack the whole tent away, drag it across the tundra on sledges, and erect it again in a fresh place, sometimes in temperatures of minus thirty degrees. Survival depends on working together as a team.
After staying in the wooded taiga for two months they start to migrate north following the ancient paths of migrating reindeer (caribou). In four months they will travel up to 1200km and must pack and move every three to five days to keep up with their herd. They must reach their summer quarters before the snows melt and flood great rivers with icy waters too cold and deep for the calves, born along the way, to cross.…
Shot this photo in August, 2017, on my way up to watch the total eclipse at the home of our friends Lew and Krystal in Prineville, Oregon. The sloping sides of the lower part are typical supports for the heaviness of the water tank at top.
(I’m posting things these days by going through my archives randomly and picking out shots that I think are of interest.)
www.theguardian.com/artanddesign/gallery/2021/mar/31/americas-backroads-buildings-in-pictures
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There are several blocks in San Francisco, around 36th Ave. and Lawton, that are distinctly different from the other mostly unimaginative side-by-side houses on the Sunset district.
Funny, I grew up in SF, never really noticed how unique these were until the other day.
Trouble Coffee wasn’t open, so I cruised around the area for a while.
On Thursday Louie and I, plus our friends Titsch and Pepe, drove up to the Noyo harbor just south of Ft. Bragg to have lunch at Silver’s At The Wharf, which is as good a seafood restaurant as there is anywhere. I not only recommend going there if you are ever in the vicinity of Fort Bragg, but also to check out the little harbor community of restaurants, fishing stores, trailer park, and other real life, non-tourist businesses at the harbor.
It’s a serious fishing port, with fairly hazardous channel lined by boulders out into the ocean. Fishermen along the coast have my utmost respect, especially if they have to get out into the ocean through the waves; not for the fainthearted, for sure. Same thing with farmers: they have to deal with the real world; so different from most other occupations.
This boat caught my eye.
On the way home from Pt. Arena, I took the Skaggs Springs Road, where you pass over this steel truss bridge built in 1920 and stopped to jump in.
On beach south of Jenner on Highway 1. Check out our book, Driftwood Shacks: Anonymous Architecture Along the California Coast, with over 60 beach structures.
