Don’t be fooled by the name, it has nothing to do with Spanish anything. But it has everything to do with good music. It’s an instrumental rock set with wings. The rhythm is both spontaneous and insistent. The songs take you up and down and back again with a natural energy; as soon as you think a phrase or section is getting old, it moves on, giving each track a life of its own. Make no mistake, this is musical rock, not pop rock. Definitely worth a listen. (scroll down – you can download several songs)
Going through some old photos from 2001, I found these two stills taken while shooting Scratch:
The beard was a product of below-freezing temperatures in upstate New York. Actually, these are some of the only photos I have when I looked like this – which was how I looked when I was reported to the FBI for being “Middle Eastern.”
Long exposure while driving (don’t worry, I wasn’t at the wheel). You can see some advertising ghosts in the full version.
This is an Acacia tree from Dixon Lake in Escondido, CA. The frothy texture and movement reminds me of Hokusai’s wood-block prints of waves.
I really enjoy this macro lens. Here, the color, composition, and shape remind me of Georgia O’Keeffe’s flower paintings.