Good morning and happy trails, Quicksilver Messenger Service fans. During San Francisco’s psychedelic days of the 60′s, John Cipollina and Quicksilver boys were jamming away at the Fillmore West with “Who Do You Love?” But today we are talking sky, like Hannah Montana in big sky country. And Norman Greenbaum, that one hit wonder and “Spirit in the Sky.” And less we forget the great lefthander, Jimi “Scuse me while I kiss the sky” Hendrix. And finally the Beatles, who gave us, “Lucy and Ricky in the sky with diamonds.”
If we go back to the 1950′s, before there was history, you might recall a TV show that featured a very dramatic beginning, “From out of the clear blue of the western sky comes…Sky King. I loved Penny and the Songbird. Then it was on to “Look!” Up in the sky. It’s a bird… It’s a plane.. No, it’s today’s super collection of our favorite 2008-2009 magical morning moments from Sunrise Santa Cruz.
That’s right, boys and squirrels, for today’s photo appetizers, I have selected a six pack of my favorite sunrises from the winter collection. Actually, the last shot is from the spring but who’s a counting crow? Six Lighthouse Point/Steamer Lane experiences that were exhilarating, inspiring and delightful, or the same sensation I feel when I wake up and get dial tone.
Now for any of you who know me, or have downloaded my psychological profile, I’m not big on change. I’ve always been a photo purist. Every year I have a sign up at my Open Studios, “No Photoshopping” along with “Tips are Welcome.” This fixation means never altering or boosting any of the colors of the images that my Canon has digitally inhaled.
I first heard about a little feature called the Fill Light, not to be confused with Phil Lesh, in a class at Cabrillo. It was presented to me by my professor who also informed the class that you can never take a good picture on automatic focus. So either I’m extremely lucky or a savant. Anyway, I was reintroduced to it when my brother Brad forced it upon me on a visit about a month ago.
Well, this fill light is another term for MAGIC. And for once, I’m not talking Johnson. If I’ve ever had a problem with my photography, it’s that, not being that master of technique, many times my pictures are a tad darker than I wish. Well, thanks to the wonder of my parents having a third child (Brad,) I am now able to go back into the archives and add light where there was once darkness. Like the recent transition in the White House. And while we’re on the subject, will someone please tell Dick Cheney to shut his negative, war mongering, second guessing trap.
So maybe you’re wondering, why am I discussing Dr. Fill? Has the pressure of not watching in the NBA playoffs in high definition finally gotten to me? Well, what it means, sports fans, is that I am now in possession of hundreds of pictures that have never been seen by the viewing public because they were too dark. Now there is light and the colors and images are flowing like the river Jordan. I’m talking dozens of blogs worth of clouds and colors and candy and ice cream that have never been properly displayed. It’s going to be wild and you, my cyber friends, are going to have a front row seat.
So let’s move on to some late night comedy. “The price of a postage stamp went up to 44 cents this week. Isn’t that unbelievable? They said they had to raise the price because fewer and fewer people are using the mail these days. That’s government thinking, isn’t it? ‘Hey, nobody’s buying our product. Let’s raise the price.’” –Jay Leno “Anybody ever mail anything any more? Well, the price of a stamp is going up to 44 cents. Pretty soon, it will actually be cheaper and easier to just put a little glue on a dollar bill and stick it to an envelope.” –David Letterman “The Post Office announced that the price of a stamp is going up to 44 cents. This is getting out of control. Yeah. If there were just some other way to send written messages that were free and a million times faster. If you guys think of something, e-mail me.” –Jimmy Fallon
Dick Cheney was on the news this week, and he said that it would be a mistake for the Republicans to moderate their policies. He said they should remain true to their core principles: gay bashing, war profiteering and torture.” –Bill Maher “The NYU graduation speaker is Secretary of State Hillary Clinton. And she told the grads, ‘Work hard. Save your money. And one day you might be able to afford to attend a Yankees game.’” –David Letterman “A 12-year-old boy has officially filed to run for president of Iran. They’re calling it the craziest thing to happen in Iran since a woman drove a car.” –Jimmy Fallon
“Governor Schwarzenegger says he is trying to get marijuana legalized here in the California. He wants to legalize it. Yeah. Yeah. I believe his campaign slogan is ‘Change We Can Breathe In.’” “Saudi Arabia held its first beauty pageant over the weekend. And already they’re embroiled in their own scandal. Seems topless photos of the newly crowned Miss Saudi Arabia surfaced today. You could see her entire forehead.” “Oh, the FDA now scolding General Mills for claiming that Cheerios can lower your cholesterol by 10%. They say that would be considered an unauthorized health claim. The FDA also said there is no evidence that Lucky Charms are magically delicious.” –Jay Leno
That’s today’s show. Congratulations to Kobe Bryant and the Los Angeles Laker defense for finally showing up on Sunday and knocking off the Houston Rockets to advance to the western conference finals. And my heart goes out to Bill Simmons, Tommy Heinsohn and all those Boston Celtic fans who saw their team go down to defeat yesterday at the hands of the Orlando Magic. That means, NBA fans, that it’s once again LeBron James time as his Cavaliers head to the eastern conference finals. At 24 years old, this 6’9″, 260 pound monster in sneakers is as good as anyone you’ll ever see on a basketball court. With the exception of the Miami Heat dancers.
So enjoy the skies, try to savor each day and we’ll catch you at the free throw line extended. I don’t know about you, but time and Newsweek seem to be flying by. Aloha, mahalo and later, Bob Cousy fans.