S.F. 07/30/16 R.I.P.

For Steve.

Andrew, John, & I went on a "day" trip to San Francisco. A bit of an ode to our dear friend who had past. For myself, it had been years since I had been to my favorite city of them all. Was it grand.

Deserted Saab next to 3rd and Army. Our first skate stop.

After 3rd & Army we stopped by Southern Pacific. Pretty cool spot, and not very crowded at 11 in the morning.

Hell of an ambience.





Stopped by the armory for a gander. more of a #skatetourism than anything else. way crowded around it. After that, we skated down to the SOMA park, it was pretty fun.

Found a camera shop acorss from Toronado. Stopped in, bought two Ilford disposable cameras. Toronado was cool, didn't have the current year Cable car, but still enjoyed some good shit on draft.





Super windy at this school we were at. Also, had the lens hood on wrong.

yea, the lens hood was wrong for a while.

We stopped at Wallenberg. This is one of my new all time favorite images ever.

John did this.

John keeping it real.

The mother fucker went a long ass ways down there like that. Pretty impressive.

Stopped by Cellar Maker, cause fucking beer after that.

Under Nights darkness.

Then went to White Chapel. "A celebration of the wonder of gin. Featuring the largest gin selection in North America, and a carefully chosen cocktail menu that celebrates the history and traditions of this amazing spirit." Plus visiting the tenderloin is always good fun.

Then we hit up that mother fucking park, 'cause god damn BISON!!!!

Casting ponds.



Found shelter, considered spending the night, but no wi-fi.

Point Lobos









Sutro Baths.

Kids.

A lot wasn't shown here. We packed a lot in not so much time. Great trip.

Heath mother fucking Kirchart

Brutalist inspired loft.

Akron, Ohio

Formerly a rubber factory in downtown Akron, Ohio, the building features original steel beams and stunning maple floors over a century old, scarred from years of tire manufacturing.

I would still like this guitar, please & thank you.

http://www.zzounds.com/item--FEN0116400?siid=112916 "Olympic White" please.

Johnny Marr - Please, Please, Please, Let Me Get What I Want.

"Heavy Metal." Joplin, Missouri

Aptly named, Heavy Metal is a steel-clad private residence sited on eight acres of heavily wooded terrain. The client owns a steel manufacturing facility, and he wished to have his home reflect both his family business and his personal artistic background. These desires became a critical component for the layout of the home. The residence was designed to be a single-level, gallery-like space in which the client could move easily—from home, to office, to studio—with strong connections to nature from each space. The organic shape of the surrounding trees contrasts the hard-lined form of the home. To the right, a photo studio is clad in pre-cast concrete. The large front door defines the central entry. To the left, the great room is screened by perforated metal. Heavy Metal is a contemporary take on the Miesian courtyard house, in a rural setting. In this instance, the courtyard is created as much by the landscaping and vegetation as it is by the architecture. The skylights and sliding doors at the fireplace are characteristic of the best qualities of the house, plentiful natural light and a strong connection to nature. The strategic layering of glass and perforated steel shades the interior of the home and provides views of landscape around it. At night, the perforated metal skin and the reflecting pool are illuminated, while the entrance is highlighted with a single can light. The ceiling plane of the living room seems to float above the glowing clerestory. The kitchen anchors the large living space. The concrete countertop and blackened steel-faced casework appear minimal and monolithic. A koi pond & band of river rock border the gallery hall leading to the the master suite. The master bedroom features a palette of polished concrete, blackened steel and unfinished wood. In the master bathroom, the vanity and shower look out on a secluded reflecting pool.