Miracle of Life

I can feel winter is among us. Well ok 53 degrees at 8am would not really warrant for a down jacket, but I feel really cold and I have the heat blasting. It looks like it is going to rain, which means that I will be stuck in the house… perfect day for cleaning as I planned. A cleaning service sounds really good about now.
Anyway I spent the day playing yesterday. I continued working on my “Alfred Hitchcock” project, which is to photograph the locations of his two films “Vertigo” and “The Birds” shot right in my backyard, well almost. I drove to San Francisco to photograph Mission Dolores and its cemetery. The Cemetery was used in Vertigo as the grave site of Carlotta Valdes. It is the only cemetery left actually located in the City of San Francisco besides the Military Cemetery inside the Presidio as it is illegal to bury anyone within the city limits. I am not religious but I must admit that there is so much beauty in theistic art. One can feel the intense passion of the artist in each sculpture, painting, fresco, or bas-relief.

I decided to drive back home via Highway 1, which is the most breathtaking drive one can ever take. The two lanes road follows the ocean and the scenery is spectacular. The waves were extremely high yesterday, most likely over 20 feet high. I got out of my jeep mesmerized and started shooting. The ocean can have a spellbound effect on one’s mind. If one listens carefully, one might hear the powerful call of the mermaids. I can still feel the cold wind burning my skin and the smell of the ocean etched in my senses. There is nothing that can calm a troubled soul like the vast expanse of water and the sounds of waves crashing against rocks.I drove down to watch the surfers and sat on the rocks for what seemed an eternity because the sun in all its magnificence set down before my eyes. I saw life and all its miracles yesterday.








And the song of the day is (Cut&Paste): Me Muero
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rCZw0YbrhN4&feature=related