John & Anne Wiley

2014/10/05

Water Colors

I’m fascinated by light. Especially the way light changes depending on the angle of view. For example, here’s the same water off East Beach viewed from different angles.

6360 Oil Barge

6360 Oil Barge

The lobster boat at the top is tending to the traps as seals on the large white buoy watch contemplating the catch. When we first moved here someone told us that blue barge is a fish farm, but recent visitors told us it’s for oil spill response and that looks much more likely. But right now I’m noticing the blue color of the water, compared with this same scene a few seconds later looking NW rather than NE.

6366 Lobster Boat

6366 Lobster Boat

The lobster boat has left the buoy at the top and circled back toward the oil barge off to the left, perhaps headed for another trap or back to the harbor. The same area of water now appears green because we’re looking at a different angle in relation to the sun. Nearby a “live aboard” sailboat in the (risky in stormy weather) anchorage bobs in a different shade as we look SE.

6376 Home Afloat

6376 Home Afloat

Years ago I lived briefly on an old wooden 33′ fishing boat, and all those romantic memories come flooding back when I glance at a scene like this. We even considered a floating home moving here where housing is so expensive, but managed to find something we can afford on land. It’s still fun to stroll Stearn’s Wharf, and huddle under the umbrellas at Moby’s watching boats, fishing, birds, and the occasional seal or dolphin.

6359 Huddled Red

6359 Huddled Red

Water colors can be pleasing to the eye up here, just as the sounds soothe the soul down there.

2014/09/27

Mystery

Art is a mystery. I glance at some contemporary art and move along unmoved. I stand and stare in awe of other art, ancient and contemporary. Art holds not just the mystery it often evokes, of the true nature of things far beyond where words and ideas can reach. It also presents the mystery of what is art to one person at one moment, yet not to another. So I asked on this local news site submission whether this scene is Art, and whether anyone can guess the location.

6354 Eye Of Beholder

6354 Eye Of Beholder

This version has extra context for people wanting to guess the location. After a while I’ll post a Comment with some details on the location.

 

2014/09/22

Over Carp

Flying along the coast here is one of our greatest delights. On this flight there was a finger of fog caressing the hilltop above La Conchita, emphasizing the interplay of air and water.

6199 Air & Water

6199 Air & Water

The area around Carp also boasts many nurseries, and the ones like this with colors in bloom are always sweet treats from above.

6206 Nursing Colors

6206 Nursing Colors

Nearby an informal soccer game offered us ant-like figures scurrying about on a dappled green with intricate lines secretly signaling the heavens.

6201 Stop Action

6201 Stop Action

Beyond the baseball diamond to the left of this action is the open space where Carpinthians go to wander the plain, stroll the line of trees, or admire the sea view from quiet bluffs beyond the railroad tracks above whispering surf.

6203 Carpinteria Bluffs

6203 Carpinteria Bluffs

2014/09/10

High & Outside

One of the many things we love about flying is how it’s so different every time. When we used to drive from SB to SD, any variation was a welcome respite from what often presented as monotony at best (frustration and danger at worst). So those dreaded drives perhaps made flying to SD even more fun for us. For example, going much higher than our usual 1-4.5k’ and faster than our usual 110mph.

5836 High Outside LA

5836 High Outside LA

Here offshore looking back across Palos Verdes to LA and beyond, it felt a little like the brief glimpse from an airliner as it takes off. This was about 10,000 feet and going 150mph or so. Unlike an airliner though, we enjoyed the view through wide open windows rather than a small hazy plastic porthole. Unlike the airline view this lasted an hour rather than a couple of minutes during climb or descent. This height also gave us some fun (and safe) views of those airliners.

5815 Outside

5815 Outside

Though we were safely outside the 3D corridors in the air for airline departures and arrivals, a cropped view like this max zoom shot can give the impression of a menacing white shark. For we who know how safe flying is, it’s all about fun and excitement mingled with some concern for the thousands of people down on those dangerous roads. During our stay in SD we even took a break from fun with family to explore the area from back down at our preferred altitude, intimate with the earth but not bound by it.

5857 La Jolla Jolly

5857 La Jolla Jolly

In half an hour or so, we took in so much beauty and stoked up so much happiness it made sitting in SD traffic again almost tolerable. 🙂

Along the coast somewhere near Torrey Pines I spotted this spiral rip tide outside the break. Surfers seemed to be using it for access to the rides generated by a hurricane off Mexico.

5925 Outside Perspective

5925 Outside Perspective

We’ve enjoyed riding rip tides, but didn’t know how they look in context until flying. From down there on the water, we’d never have guessed this one was making an unusual spiral pattern. High and outside our normal perspective, we see the world anew.

2014/09/01

Surf Line

We had the great pleasure last Wednesday of flying epic local surfer and adventurer Dave Powdrell along the coast from SB to Malibu and back, taking in the great waves. Mist Blowing off the back of this one glinted for a rainbow moment in the sun.

5477 Rainbow Roller

5477 Rainbow Roller

Surfers had converged from far and wide all along the coast, and the best spots were alive with great shared rides like this.

5383 Triple Play

5383 Triple Play

Up here removed a bit from the thrill of surfing, we could also see a contemplative quality that’s emphasized by freezing a moment like this.

5395 Water Colors

5395 Water Colors

With rides so abundant, many surfers enjoyed a beautiful wave all to themselves that they might remember for years.

5423 Solo Slice

5423 Solo Slice

Though the best waves we saw were along the shore from Pt. Mugu to Malibu, back at the SB Breakwater people were having a great time where ripples usually lap serenely against the rocks.

5560 Change of Pace

5560 Change of Pace

« Previous PageNext Page »

Create a free website or blog at WordPress.com.