The Seagulls of Seacliff

You know when you do those things in life that you basically know the negative outcome, but do it anyway? Well welcome to my life...

As I mentioned in an earlier post, I was drawing recently and had a little run-in with some seagulls. I was in the beautiful, yet foggy and cold San Francisco neighborhood Seacliff. I climbed up onto a huge boulder along the shoreline, and started sketching. The whole time I was there, nearby were about 3 seagulls. They were just these mangy looking birds. They looked like they were soaked in sewage water and in the tenth round of a fight they were badly losing. So after a while of looking at them, I felt bad and found what I think was food in my bag and I threw a few pieces to one. Well before I knew it a whole flock of seagulls (not the 80's band), pigeons, crows, and sparrows surrounded me. It made Hitchcock's The Birds look like a Disney movie. I should have known...I did know...I just wasn't thinking...D'OH!

Another Day in San Francisco

HA! Nah, it's not that gloomy, but I did this more for an illustration club called Illustration Friday, and this week's topic is 'foggy' Of course not only living here, but I think almost anyone when they hear fog would think of San Francisco. I didn't want to be too cliche with some image of the Golden Gate Bridge surrounded by fog (yawn), so I just think of the many times I've sat out there at the bus stop waiting...and waiting...and waiting. It really looked just like this sometimes though. Also the number 38 has so much significance to me (and many others) as it's the bus that runs along Geary street, which is the only street in SF that goes all the way across the city. I mostly drive now when I'm in the city (see earlier post), but the bus was ALWAYS an interesting ride.

One ways in SF

Now, don't get me wrong I do love San Francisco, I'm trying to move back there, but one thing: The city is composed entirely of one way streets. I go insane everytime I'm there; driving and complaining that I have to go from end of the god damn city to the other just to turn around. Sarah "loves" it of course because I'm complaining and not really paying attention to my driving. Ahhhh, good times.