Sander Roscoe Wolff

I took my dslr to the nursery today (H&H!) and took some flower shots:

Sheesh! I try to play my electric guitar when I’ve got the house to myself, but our dog Django sometimes feels moved to protest my lack of instrumental prowess:

Photo by Lauren! (Great Job, Lauren!!!)

Here’s a shot of our dog, Kapu, looking out over the wilds of Flat Top Mountain near Julian.

I was rummaging through some of the endless photo folders on my computer and found this:

Here are two shots taken at The Photon Ballet:

Here are two shots of people enjoying my piece, Transduction:

There were many amazing performances and, within those, many amazing moments. I took lots of photographs but these two really knocked me out:

Since I was travelling North to celebrate my father’s birthday, I wanted to give him a gift that he’d find both practical and a bit luxurious. I pressed him for suggestions and he confessed that he needed a new “crook’s” cap. I did a bit of research and discovered that the British Ivy Cap was what he wanted but, when I began to explore the marketplace, I didn’t find anything that knocked me out. Long Beach, my home town, is fortunate to have a fairly good hat shop, and they stocked something similar to the Ivy caps my father favored, but from Italy. The brand was Borsalino, one I’d never heard of, but the hat I found was really nice so I got it.

When I gave it to him, he was thrilled. He explained that, as a kid in Brooklyn, all the Italian ‘made’ men wore Borsalino hats.

At his birthday party, he enjoyed a moment with his grandson, Max Hardgrave.

On my recent trip to Washington I took some time to visit the Glass Museum. I’ve always loved glass, and it was thrilling to watch experts work with such a dyamic media. While there, I discovered that a very nice lady was doing a workshop where people were invited to carve images of their choosing into pieces of rubber which would be inked then pressed to paper, much like a woodcut. She suggested the theme of birds and bugs, and so desided to create a bird eating a bug.

Here’s the result: