Treasure Island

I’ve been living in San Francisco for so many years, and never found a reason to visit Treasure Island. Until I realized just recently, that is the fact that I never been there, the only reason I need to go.

Finally, a day with no rain and with free time to spare, I jumped in the car and made it to Treasure Island for a new adventure.  

What I found was the most exquisite landscape, filled with abandoned buildings, shipping wagons and storage units. I spent a couple of hours photographing everything I could. Here are some pictures of the experience! 



High Art in Low Places

A few years ago, I started the hashtag #highartinlowplaces - which I use, every time I take a picture of accidental, streetart. Those unintended masterpieces that are mostly overlooked, because they are not hanging from the walls of a gallery or a museum; but are found in the lowest areas of the city. 

Later, other fellow photographers adopted this hashtag for the same kind of pictures. Now the hashtag #highartinlowplaces have been used over  20k times in Instagram, and the number of users keeps growing!! 😎 

Check out the Instagram page here:

and Facebook Group Page here:



The Artist’s Dilemmas!

I have been working on this painting for a while now! I abandoned it a couple of times, every time feeling it wasn’t finished, and I needed to do something else. Although, other people who saw it thought it was done. 

Two days ago, I decided to take it out of the closet again, and see if I could finally take it where it needs to go.  I spent a few hours, adding, removing, adding again. The process made me so frustrated and anxious! For some reason I felt this pressure to finish it!! Suddenly, this sharp pain on my neck, forced me to stop and take a break.  Finally, while resting away from the studio, I asked myself: Why the hurry?  

I went back to the studio this morning, before I did anything else, and took a good look at the piece. There she was, resting on my  easel, soundly asleep, like a beast finally taking a break after some serious beating. 

This prompted me to wonder: Is the piece being resilient or is it me?   am I pushing too hard? Do I need to slowdown? What am I even looking for?  Where am I going?