Sunday. Another decent night's rest, awakening about the time the alarm was due to sound, to get up grudgingly and drive to breakfast to spend two hours with the papers before driving to the supermarket and buy a bunch of things, I realized when I'd returned, I still had plenty of on hand. Ah, well. Toothpaste, bathroom tissue and paper towels enough now to last for a very long time.
A day to spend on the anime photographs. I really don't know all that much about anime and cosplay. I believe there are movies and such with characters you see the participants copying in their costumes and poses, the recurring poses particularly. Interesting, although I consciously strive to avoid taking posed photographs.
I'm familiar with the Harajuku area of Tokyo and the fashion revolution that developed in Japan through owning a series of Japanese photography books as well as the various anime characters, stuffed animals and such you run across in the press, an odd set of images and styles to make you wonder if you're seeing something childlike and innocent or if there aren't more problematic strains coursing under the surface. I haven't watched any of the movies or followed the culture to any degree, other than through the news and the photographs.
All of which means?
We've sloughed off any connection to this stuff other than through the photographs, which I admit have always been of interest, a kind of science fiction element injected into day to day reality, and we can now get on with processing and posting pictures without blame.
Later. An odd, almost drifting into an ocular migraine couple of hours in the late morning, nothing over the top, nothing I could really put my finger on, but lying down made whatever it was go away.
Otherwise the rest of the day has been spent finishing up the Anime & Cosplay Festival pictures, posting them finally in the late afternoon. Barely scrapped out two sections, but two sections now sit at artandlife.
I didn't mention, when returning from Japantown to BART on the 38 Geary bus, that we were stopped to allow a parade to pass. A parade? We were close to Market and the BART station entrance, so off the bus to shoot a couple of pictures of a Falun Dafa/Falun Gong parade as it was passing, another picture a bock away of the construction going on by Macy's. An interesting addendum to an interesting day.
Evening. Nothing on television, although I did watch a short section of the Three Tenors fund raising segment on Public Television. Passions of one's youth. To bed and the tablet now, in keeping with our rut routine.