Ronosaurus Rex’s Walk Around the San Francisco Bay

The End of a 350-Mile Journey

I have walked all around the San Francisco Bay at every accessible point, including islands, bridges, piers, and docks. You can see me below, jumping over the yellow line, marking the spot the walkway on the Golden Gate Bridge reaches land, the end of what was at least a 350 mile journey. Do you think I look pleased?

(Photo by Omar Rodriguez Rodriguez. To my left, Deb Garfinkel, Gary Boren and Katie Fox)

Today, June 20, 2015, a group of friends–Omar Rodriguez Rodriguez, Gary Boren, Katie Fox, Deb Garfinkel, Erik Kessell–and I walked the last leg. We took a ferry to the Sausalito Ferry Landing, then walked along the beautiful waterfront to Fort Baker, on the north side of the bridge, where we had drinks at The Presidio Yacht Club Bar, sometimes known as Mike’s place. (“No,” the bartender said to one of my friends, “we don’t have iced tea. This is a bar.”) After beers and shots of tequila (and a diet coke), we climbed to the bridge and crossed the Golden Gate, and my walk was completed!

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Photo versus Metaphoto: Ronosaurus and Omarrr on Instagram

Taking a photograph is not a natural act. We were not born with a compulsion to take pictures and an innate sense of composition. Give a camera to a toddler and many photos will be of strips of sky through blurred, pink fingers. Children must learn how to operate a camera, how to select an interesting subject, and how to frame a picture.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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A Seven-Course Meta-Dinner

In honor of Michelle Okafo (the more or less grown-up version of the wacky poem writer), who is moving to L.A., meta-class participants and I threw a seven-course meta-dinner last week. However, I wasn’t sure whether or not the dinner could honestly be called meta. Ian Latta, I think, has been more careful in the use of “meta-” than I am. I fear I have been too liberal with the term, so I was wondering whether Ian would consider food that repeats itself meta or not. Because of my doubts, I was more inclined to call the event a self-reflective dinner. So, we had silver balloons and I wore my silver shirt and I served the appetizer on a mirror. (I wanted to cover the tables in Mylar, so we could see ourselves eating, but couldn’t find any.)

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On the Road to Santander: An Endless Song

Sali de mi casa un dia camino de Santander y en camino encontre un papel que asi decia, “Sali de mi casa un dia camino de Santander y en camino encontre un papel que asi decia, ‘Sali de mi casa un dia camino de Santander y en camino encontre un papel que asi decia . . . ‘”

Translated: One day, I left home for the road to Santander, and on the road I came across a paper that said, “One day, I left home for the road to Santander, and on the road I came across a paper that said, ‘One day, I left home for the road to Santander, and on the road I came across a paper that said . . . ‘”

(Kids’ song from Spain. Thanks Omar Rodriguez Rodriguez!)

Metaphotos of a Metasculpture: Omar Rodriguez Rodriguez’s Metaphotos of Josiah McElheny’s Metasculpture Model for Total Reflective Abstraction

Omar Rodriguez Rodriguez’s Metaphotos of Josiah McElheny’s Metasculpture Model for Total Reflective Abstraction (after Buckminster Fuller & Isamu Noguchi), 2003.

Blown glass objects, mirrored glass, and wood base.

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