Following this was a dock with water projected from behind it. As we were standing there, a woman with an older man figured out that if she ran his wheelchair into certain planks she could make ripples. She rammed the chair excitedly about four times while I wondered if this thrilled or annoyed him. It was really dark though, so I couldn’t read his features.

On the next floor we visited the ice car that Eliasson had also designed. I was fascinated by the girls that stood at either ends and importantly called out the temperature of the freezer to each other. I liked the idea of these really young women being entrusted with maintaining the delicate existence of the car. I didn’t stay in the freezer long. Not because of the cold, but because the perfectly formed rows of icicles that made up the car begged me to smash them. I was really surprised no one else had felt the same urge at a more uncontrollable level. According to Zach the incident they did have only involved licking.

The Joseph Cornell exhibit was great but perhaps a bit overwhelming/extensive. I surprisingly found myself wishing it had been edited a little more so that I could spend more time on individual pieces without regretting the hundreds that I had yet to see. He did have an amazing zine like publication called the pultry pages that stuck out for me. It was all about poulty and prizes and appropriated nonsense. Very inspiring.

Though it was a running joke that I see Berkley through rose color glasses, Friday, after we had gone to the Moma I found proof of its undeniable superiority. Zach took me to Berkley Bowl, the hippy market not far from his house (and also near the biggest movie rental place in the world.) It was unbelievable. Every vegetable you can imagine was there, and then for each kind there was a dozen different varieties. I couldn’t even count how many different kinds of mushrooms there were. I did count the sweet potatos. 13 different types. Here is a picture that does not even begin to explain it.

I went and picked up my pictures from costco today. Sunday, Mauricio and I ended up riding around Pomona on bike, stopping to take some photos and look around. I wanted to try out the cameras that arrived. I remember now why I like digital photography, it is so cheap. But once I got these on the computer I think I could see a difference. They almost seem sharper. Since there is so much digital work these days I wonder if that sharpness is what makes them look old, because the color is pretty normal.
The better pictures came from the cuter camera. I am not sure if that is because I favored it, or if it really has a better lens. I really like it though. Even as just an object. The buttons are in all different places: you wind it on the bottom left and the shutter is next to the lens! Plus it is all rounded.
It is hard to be a beginner at something again, and to know I am probably cliche, akward etc. But at the same time it is very exciting. Almost all of my exposures were relatively correct (both cameras are meter-less rangefinders) which, despite there being few correctly exposed pictures I cared for, did give me something to be proud of.

I actually would like to photograph this again- I like the idea more than the picture. It is this row of shacks, and at the end this entirely free standing door in the place of a gate. It just looks so odd.