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At the margins of San Francisco, time has an explicit way of overlapping. The penchant for concealment is suppressed and what surfaces are unlikely relationships; motion and static side by side.

San Francisco's waterfront has more than 70 piers lining the bay-side of the city. Many in recent years have been converted from their working day industrial pasts to quick economics of today. Pier 15 is no different, now serving as a self-pay parking lot. In recent times Pier 15 was a MUNI depot and storage warehouse. I explored the pier on a bright, blue-skyed Saturday morning to find a cold silence. I couldn't seem to shake the blatant juxtaposition of urban time then and urban time now.

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Clearwater studio students are at it again. This this time salvaging lumber from a mid-century barn in rural Manitoba, Canada. The massive arching, laminted beams are soon to be the newest addition to the clearwater community in their yet to be determined regenerative form and function. Check back for future pictures of final student projects. The barns deconstruction process through time-lapse photography can be viewed on flickr.

East of Western

I have known Graham Robertson for the better part of twenty years. Graham is a script writer, film director and most recently actor in his current work. I remember some of his earliest film creations back in high school of collaged image and animated themes. It was a special craft of truly being 'hand made.' Through the years his work has carried this craft of compiled and layered media and his latest work is no different.

Script without set, Los Angeles exposed

East of Western is real and yet it is TV all at once. A collection of textual words, music, and images which cross generations and time. It's production is something of today and in a moment where media flexibility shows us mobile possibility. Rough at the edges, it exposes a life like reality of being in LA unlike most film and television depictions. Street shots and urban panorama's remind us that Los Angeles exists outside of Paramount and other big production lot's.

Graham is currently producing the next Episode of East of Western


My year delayed review of the 'newer' San Francisco Federal Building is probably more timely than most. It was the talk of the media some months back when it first opened, but that has all faded. It's position as an architectural intermediary; somewhere between homelessness and exclusivity is clear on a deserted Sunday morning. Don't get me wrong. I appreciate its place for inciting words of controversy. I have overheard time and again passersby decry its alien presence and stark materiality. It's raw and imposing, but it is honest in material form.

The Federal Building is arguably something of an experiment. Beyond it's prescribed energy efficient planning and radical form, the Federal Building resides at the edge of a social class. Parts of San Francisco's South of Market district are transitional areas for the urban poor. The site on which the Federal Building was constructed is adjacent to the more destitute reaches of the city. As has become evident, the buildings benches and folded corners shelter the cities neighboring homeless population. On this particular Sunday morning visit, traces of the night before 'party' linger on sidewalks and adjacent streets. The tragedy unfolds as the building turns it's social back out of security reasoning.

I like to think this building will age well. Shed it's architectural pop-culture, 3-D intensive baggage. So far so good. Galvanized appendages, perforated screens and exposed concrete leave little to be cared for. Weather as they will in the dry summer, wet winter, San Francisco climate.