Friday, August 31, 2007


104...104... you

Wednesday, August 29, 2007


in the gutters of this floating world
much of the trash consists of
fallen flowers

Tuesday, August 28, 2007


a band I was in...once upon a time.
Animal Farm or was it Pillbox by then?
photo taken at the corner of
Santa Monica Blvd. & Fairfax
above a convenience market
me...bottom right

wish you all...I wish you well
wish that I could always tell
--Jamie Baldonado

Monday, August 27, 2007


If Louise Brooks surfed...
she would have the waves to herself.
Everyone would powerlessly watch,
the perfect on the perfect in the perfect.
Even when the waves were blown out.

Sunday, August 26, 2007


Trestles...San Clemente
I used to walk from my place down in, San Clem proper,
to Cotton's point, (a fair piece of change when walking along the water)
and then down to the estuary above Trestles.
at first light or sunset...well it's beyond good.

Tuesday, August 21, 2007


Salsipuedes, Baja
There is an old olive tree grove behind, and to the right, of this pic.
Many years ago, I tied a button from one of my dead
father's sweaters to one of the those trees.
It was still there after ten years, despite a legion of drunken
surfers having puked over every inch of the grove.
Some things must be mysteriously respected.
Someday I will take a button from my mother
and do the same...but her button would
surely disappear shortly thereafter.

Friday, August 10, 2007


opprobrium

Tuesday, August 07, 2007


California Soul