San Francisco in 1905:

1906

The formidable Jackson West just brought this rather wonderful blog to my attention: I Live Here: SF

This blog is a platform for a larger project: photographing the people of San Francisco. The images shared here are willing collaborations between myself and those pictured.

It is my goal to share some of the spirit and fascinating layers of this city through the eyes and visages of those who live here.

In particular was this latest post by Beth Spotswood. It’s one to warm the cockles.

My grandfather was in loud love. He said it a lot, every day, every opportunity. He loved my grandmother, my father, my brother, this city. He thought anyone who lived in San Francisco and had never walked across the Golden Gate Bridge was nuts. He laughed and he argued and he was always stopping at a mailbox.

Twitter’s great and all, but I’m glad blogging is here to stay.

It’s the final day in San Francisco. Good trip. Nice combo of relaxing, catching up with friends and a little work.

Should be back here in the new year I think. Also, Canada is suddenly looming… more about that on the other side.

Normal service resumed by Monday I reckon…

Awesome photo  by Tara (although I snatched it from Irina’s Flickr stream – that’s her, me, Jess, Stuart and Toby talking bollocks outside the Big Umbrella anniversary party where we had been kindly invited by Giselle and Gavin- stage two of a fun fun night).

Slowly surfacing in San Francisco. A little behind with VloMo 2008, but this is the kind of thing I’ve been up to:

File 22: Ink from Mike Atherton on Vimeo.

More SF flavour here, but not here.

I should also shoot something in the apartment – it’s enormous.

Lots more fun people to catch up with, but also doing a little work in between not sleeping and eating too much pizza… a little bit like London then.

Just looking at flights to San Francisco for a year end jolly.

Looks like Virgin Atlantic again. Would have taken an X Wing, but not sure they’re welcome under the current administration: