My life in Berkeley, California is small. I live up the hill from the law school; a 7 minute walk or a 5 minute sprint. And I live only between those two points. Except on Friday mornings, which is laundry day. Then, I drive down College Avenue to Diseasey Central (the washing machines have recently been in desperate need of cleaning).
Nonetheless, this smallness is one of the reasons I'm moving at the end of this week. It's hard to leave, as you'll understand, but the
Berkeley Student Cooperative promises to be a horizon-expanding adventure.
These pictures detail the steps between my studio and the
law school and the one major detour I've made this year: the Occupy protests.
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| Self portrait |
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| I watch the sun set from here |
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| And watch bad drivers navigate this corner |
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| The sunset |
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| And you can see the Golden Gate |
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| My street |
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| My path |
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| The view from my path |
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| The view from my porch |
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| A Berkeley classic re-imagined |
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| Occupy Oakland |
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| Occupy is a family affair |
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| My iconic image from the Port of Oakland |
This is good set of pictures. I like the one of the curb where you watch the sunset--Hah :)
ReplyDeleteI'm not sure if I'm more stoked, touched, or moved. Maybe David can help me sort it out.
ReplyDeleteThe metaphors in this post are so apposite, especially: "My path" "My view."
It is. It is your PATH. This is your VIEW.
Now is your Golden Gate.