In 2006 I took a Road Trip from San Francisco to New Mexico and back over the course of a month, writing and taking photos all the way. Two years later I had a show of paintings based on those photographs. This is one of a series of twenty-nine posts of those paintings accompanied by the relevant diary entries.
28. May 22nd-24th, 2006
And so we are back at the Green Tortoise, full of the joys of…
I hate the snotty f**kers in this hostel yet I read the comments book and everyone is “wonderful”. What bullshit.
In the Laurel Inn one of the cleaners coming over to give me rags to clean my car. All of the staff, Mexican I think, so friendly. A man running barefoot on Market Street, lycra patterned shorts, blood pressure monitor, past me and straight into the Renoir Hotel. Lots of men hanging out at the YMCA on Golden Gate Street. Bus 45 from Chinatown-people pushing and shoving and no one making room for anyone. Letting bikers pass me on the road to Half Moon Bay and getting a wave from the last one. A weasel, running into the road and stopping-I swerved, dammit, I couldn’t kill another one. Putting my feet in the Pacific on Pomona beach. A tall, straight, rake thin, man with a black wool hat and a checked jacket walking down Market Street with a cap in his hand. The skyline at night. Sitting on the step at Bartol Street.
Then, saying goodbye to the car. I got tearful…this is what happens when you spend too much time alone. But…he did take me all over and protected me