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Daily Shoot assignment number 255:
The world is always in motion. Make a photo that conveys a bit of your own motion to your viewer.
1. The first stop on my commute is the facilities. No, I don't go in the catbox. Though in 2001, Mary and I spent two weeks in an AMC (Appalachian Mountain Club) cabin, which had no electricity and no running water. We filled a 5-gallon, plastic-toilet-seat-topped bucket with clumping kitty litter and had our own private, scoopable bathroom. It saved us a fair walk to the outhouse, which we especially appreciated in the middle of the night. PS: We had a fabulous time "roughing it" -- and our "peoplebox" was sheer luxury.
I do clean the catbox in the morning, sometimes even before I go for my coffee.
2. We don't mess around; we brew industrial amounts of java at a time. That 45-cup coffee pot looks shiny and new because it is. Our 35-cup, which is at least a quarter-century old, finally bit the dust.
The pint plastic containers to the left of the pot collect bits of compost that we transfer to our compost bin in the back yard. The bottle of red stuff to the right is Texas Pete hot sauce, which I use quite liberally, though not in my coffee. The silver stuff behind the silver pot is mylar covering the kitchen window, which reflected heat away from us during the summer.
3. Undress for success! My work clothes nowadays are either thermals (if I'm staying in) or street clothes (if I'm going out). My foot is usually not this swollen, but I took this shot after I'd been up for 17 hours straight (flex time!). As you can see, my office supplies also wear clothes.
4. The hub of my home office. My desk currently suffers from piles. It's not always this bad, but after two conventions and a flurry of emails and contract review I need to set aside some clean-up time. Generally I clean when the clutter reaches critical mass, meaning I have no place to put my coffee cup.
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My commutes are basically really low budget disaster movies.
Noone was harmed, just the bar right by my bus stop had been gutted by fire and the police shut the whole block down (Upper parliament St., Market St. and Angel Row+Chapel Bar). It took 2 hours to move the 20 miles from my house to the office as a result.
If they knocked down the Victoria Centre and rebuilt the original station in the rock underneath it, Nottingham could basically have an amazing transport network. Instead, everything will always bottleneck through Castle Marina or spool out through Canning Circus.
Half an hour underground replaced by same walking down pretty streets. My commute is now two-thirds walking.
LONDON - MARCH 8: People, blurred by long exposure, commuting in a symmetrical tunnel in the London underground. London, UK, March 8, 2013.
Phone, cards, transit passes, cash, to-do notebook, first aid kit, wind layer, lightweight backup layer.
Back door opens and the song opens with a crescendo
of cold air, dying down as temperatures mix.
Bike Shed opens and a second instrument joins in,
Sha-Shink, Sha-Shink
Adding a circular layer of rhythm.
Heart pumps faster and heats up the melody, with a beat so low it's felt in my
chest, not heard.
I feel the song in my fingertips tingling. I hear the song in the wind, icing
my cheeks.
First stoplight and the quiet chorus of rejuvination fills in.
Winds recede and cheeks warm up. Gloved hands are nestled under
arms. Legs Rest.
Green Light and Sha-Shink, Sha-Shink, the rhythm repeats and heart-bass warms
up the backbeat again. The heat of the melody rises and rises until cheeks
are bright against the breeze. Fingers limber up against the odds.
Sha-Shink, Sha-Shink
The groove is on now.
And, just when I'm ready for one more verse, I've arrive and the silence of
indoor space returns, and the instruments of winter commuting fade away.
this photo was taken while commuting to work.
the MIRTO sign has changed (I realized just two days ago).
How do I begin my day? Each morning my darling Alice (@aliwongsf), our gal Kaili 🐶 and I walk several blocks to the 29 Sunset #sfmuni bus stop. It is always a good walk as the three of us talk a little about the day before us. When I arrive at the stop, I have several options—as most #sanfranciscans know all lines lead inbound and endup somewhere around #sffidi. Today, I took the J Church #metro. Once I got on the metro, I dove right into a book. Currently I am half way through #anythingconsidered by #petermayle. While this is a piece of fiction, parts of it could easily have been my biography. Now I am at my desk and having black #coffee, fresh #oranges, and yesterday’s leftover grilled #chicken, and just noting to my colleagues a couple of passages I found interesting during today’s commute. This is how I like to begin my day—in a thoughful, pondering mode. Now onto writing about wines that my palate really got into recently. Happy Thursday! #reading #commuting (Photo by Wilfred Wong, October 19, 2017, San Francisco, CA)