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November 7, 2009

Their Brothers
Saturday. Some small amount of sake last night, which led, I suspect, to my getting to bed and to sleep early, which led to my awakening early, which led to my getting to breakfast early, home early and now here at the apartment. My, my. The head feels relatively good, so we'll definitely dump the idea the upper palate-sinuses always ache in the mornings and get on with photography. Noticing, sitting at the table reading the papers, that the camera was set at an ISO of 1200, which means I shot those portraits yesterday at 1200, which means I'm an idiot, but which also seems to have kindled an interest in re-shooting them right now to get the exposure and color right. This is good. The sun is shining, the all day rain of yesterday is gone, and I'm up for photographic adventure of some kind. Depressing statement? What kind of a life does this guy have? None of that. We'll debate life choices later and leave it at that.

Later, later. Always later.

Later. A walk down the way through the farmer's market area extending on beyond to Lakeshore and down around the commercial strip, crossing the street at Noah's Bagels and coming back to sit for a while beside the lake. The sinus-palate thing within reasonable bounds, but a case of vertigo as I walked. Hi, ho. It happens. The question is how often? So far not often. Maybe it's the early morning, maybe its the tilt of the sun, maybe it's the gods giving me a head's up. Still, a photograph or two, nothing that jumps off the page, but the walking is done and the eye was alive, even if it didn't find much of anything to shoot. Maybe another walk later downtown. Saturdays are generally better than Sundays as there are more stores and restaurants open lending greater opportunities to find coffee shops that sell chocolate donuts. If one is to be dizzy, one wants to treat oneself with mood enhancement drugs and I'm finding chocolate donuts of a certain variety do the trick.

Chocolate donuts? Chocolate fucking donuts?

I guess I digress. Must be the stress.

Later still. A bus ride downtown, a brief walk around without any of the vertigo, then a bus ride back feeling the vertigo again. What causes me to feel light headed? Ah! the blood pressure meds! I'd settled on a dosage last week that may have turned out to be too high as I now recall it takes it some time to fully take hold. A quick reading when I got back, the pressure was too low, a call to the doctor for a prescription change on Monday. Better “vertigo” for a reason that's easily fixed than other reasons I've heard of. Dumb, though, not nailing it this morning.

Otherwise the weather is great with the light, in autumn mode, lower on the horizon, the people on the streets dark and casting long spidery shadows. Photography weather. Then it's always photography weather, some seasons just more challenging than their brothers.

The photograph was taken in the Potrero Hill district of San Francisco with a Nikon D3 mounted with a 24 - 70mm f 2.8 Nikkor G lens at f 5 at 1/1250th second, ISO 200.