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Understanding Fukushima-Daichi

Wednesday, December 4th, 2013
Moral Compass Setting

Moral Compass Setting

Do your best to present yourself to God as one approved, a worker who does not need to be ashamed and who correctly handles the word of truth.   2 Timothy 2:15

I began to study¬† aspects of the disaster at Fukushima-Daichi the moment the Tohoku quake occurred. The disaster began not on 3-11, as common knowledge would have us believe, but during the throes of the Cold War in the late 1950′s. Some aspects of it actually date back to the turn of the century

After watching the tsunami wash ashore with some of my colleagues from K38 Rescue (we were online simultaneously and saw the quake take place on the USGS event reporting site) I knew the long range repercussions would be nuclear in nature. At the time however, I had no idea regarding the education I would acquire in the next several years.

Shortly after the initial disaster I found myself at the home of my friend and mentor, George Orbelian in SF. George sat me down in his living room on a warm sunny afternoon high above the surf at Ocean Beach, which pulled at my attention, looked me in the eyes, and said; “David, what are we going to do about Fukushima?”

My first response was to laugh, and I said “George, what in the heck do you mean? What can we do?” The implausibility of two guys even being able to grasp the enormity of what we knew then would likely be the largest disaster of it’s type in History, had hit me square in the chest.

George said this. “There is a man in our group who is an engineer. He worked for GE in the design and implementation of the plant and the Nuclear program in Japan. He understands it well. We can start there.”

So we did, and after immersion in the programs of Blue Mind, ARUP, The Sea Space-Initiative, Blue Ocean Sciences, Triiibes and countless conversations, studies and analyzations, I came to certain conclusions regarding the nuclear meltdowns at Fukushima-Daichi.

This blog is a summary of what I have learned.

The disaster at Fukushima-Daichi is fixable. It also is not really “the problem”. It is a symptom. If we do not address the real issue, then Fukushima, which is indeed the largest man made catastrophe in our time as a species on this Earth, will also become one of the most egregious sins humanity has ever acquiesced to committing.

The word Sin is an interesting one. Theologically, a sin is a choice of action that causes the separation of a human being from God, his creator, which theologians regard as being the creative author of existence and  is Love, being eternal in nature.

I am writing a book on all of this, actually. I explain the nuances of our problem in that book. It will take me awhile to complete it.

If you have found this blog, what I am about to share in it will give you a level of information regarding the disaster at Fukushima-Daichi that will enable you to engage as an author of good and accurate change.

Resolution Riders

Resolution Riders

Please be aware that I am not an advocate of banning Nuclear Power generation. But am an ardent and informed adversary of Plutonium-Uranium fueled Nuclear Electric power generating stations located in coastal flood plains.

Each one is a potential disaster on the same scale and of the same scope as the one which the Tohoku quake facilitated.

On the Eastern Shores of China, West of Japan, are  a cadre of new plants which  are not subject to the build and maintenance standards of those in Japan and the US. Be aware that many of those well built and maintained Japanese and U.S. plants have ongoing documented problems that have created injections of multiple radiant contaminants into the ecosystem.

There are many experts in the Nuclear Industry and international commerce and relations, who believe that a plant failure in China would have no chance of being discoverable to the extent which Fukushima has.

Again, here is the rub. Our Commons connect Nations in such a manner that all environmental regulations and every incident as a result of our policies, good or bad, accurate or not,  connects each body in the International Community.

This begs that a few questions be asked of Americans. Is it appropriate to allow Politicians to even have say in architecting the systems which the Global Population will need to survive under? Is that intelligent, given the simple fact that political policy is driven by the realities of the short term election cycle, and all the ramifications which this implies?

If we find out that those policy makers knowingly led the Nation into decisions which damage the Commons to the point of jeopardizing food security, create death via radiation exposure and generational Cancer, as a payback to a Corporately embedded fiscal entity which placed them in office, should they not be held criminally liable? And in turn should that Nation and those companies not be held civilly liable for the damage they created?

If we did that? Well, please think what it would mean, to apply a level of accountability here. It would change everything that should be changed.

On the East Coast of the US are 33 Nuclear plants located in the Coastal Flood plain. 17 are of similar design and placement to the one at Fukushima. The East coast is wide open to a mega-tsunami disaster from the tectonic plate activity located under the Canary Islands.

The Coast is also highly vulnerable to weather related disaster by way of Hurricane. It has long been expected that a Cat 5 or above hurricane could sweep up the East Coast and create a damage swath that would be severe in scale and scope. Fortunately this has NOT happened. Therefore the odds are that it will, in your lifetime.

During Hurricane Sandy which depending on where and when you measured it, was a Cat 0-2 storm on the Safir-Simpson Scale, 6 of those 33 Nuclear plants went to emergency shut down. 4 went to crises. Meltdowns were averted.

The following little cable show was one which I agreed to do reluctantly, as a result of my colleague and friend, Wallace J Nichols, author of the Blue Mind Neuroscience summit, suggesting I consider appearing on it. The show is called Eco Review. It is authored and run by a  very astute and connected man named Tom Harvey, out of Santa Cruz California.

In the show with me are:

Dr Andrea Neal, of Blue Ocean Sciences. Andrea led a team of research scientists which developed a method for remediating heavy metal radiant contaminants from the water column. She also was integral in creation of highly effective means of detecting source point pollutants in land sea or air. The technology she helped create is absolutely vital as a step in restoring system health in nuclear and other man made disasters.

Eddie Leung of Secure Environment. That engineer who worked on the original GE plant at Fukushima, who I mentioned above. He was on the ground at Fukushima not long after the meltdowns, studying the situation.

Arnie Gunderson of Fairewinds Associates. Arnie is a former Nuclear Industry Executive and Engineer and is noted as being the whistleblower during the disaster at Three Mile Island. He has been a tireless and valiant source of information traveling around the world in an effort to educate leaders and civil populace regarding our Nuclear Energy systems.

In my affiliation with K 38 Rescue I have gotten to meet and work with great men and women who by all accepted social standards would be known as heroes. I  know what a hero is. They generally are people with training and a high level of proficiency, willing and able to step forward at personal risk in order to accomplish a result necessary to the safety of individuals, nations, ecosystems or planet.

To me, each one of these people is a hero in ways which the public may never know or understand.

If you really want to understand and help this world and future generations, and know some of what I do, start by watching this 1 hour cable show.

 

Ecoreview: Fukushima Update is here.

 

After that, please watch these three films created by Australian based film maker Andrew Ebisu. Based on what I have learned in working alongside some disciplined, educated, skilled and brave people, who have applied themselves to rescuing Humanity from this terrible place we have come to, I see his film series as being highly accurate and able to provide a clear understanding of what the Disaster at Fukushima-Daichi really means.

On Fukushima Beach.

On Fukushima Beach 2: The Lights of Fukushima.

On Fukushima Beach 3: The Bombing of Kyoto.

 

Being The Change

Being The Change

 

So now you know some of what I do.

How do we really fix it? There exists a somewhat confidential plan. It is fairly simple, but will require a lot of work to implement.

If successful, the Nations, Corporations and leaders responsible for this will be held legally accountable in a couple different ways. What this will facilitate is a transition away from Plutonium Uranium Nuclear Generated Electrical Power, a clean up and true remediation of existing Nuclear Waste globally, and remediation of existing radiant contaminant within the ecosystem. It will usher in a safer and far less costly method of power generation and facilitate greater Corporate profit and increased potential for creation of sustainable systems whereby we will be able to manage a world that is headed for an 8 Billion Population and is actually very capable of sustaining that number, contrary to what many Environmental Activists and the UN claim.

The group Change.Org  whose mailings I sometimes find amusing really did nail it with this one. Some of this statement where a President is captured lying to a Nation and World, is in the films. But understand this. He is both a complicit part of the problem, but as a leader has a deep responsibility to ensure Civil order and the security of our Nation. The petition results are laughable. 235 respondents.

Awhile ago a bunch of us who are in Seth Godin’s global Marketing group known as Triiibes had a little get together in my home town of Ventura. It was called Flow, and initially was a retreat of sorts for some of the generous bright lights who are all friends, colleagues and leaders of various Tribes-Communities.

In the course of that event, the group concepted a movement based business which was eventually co founded by myself, Donna Von Hoesslin, and Dr Andrea Neal. What Ocean Lovers does is educate, inspire and organize people under a uniform Philosophy. It is assisted by an Advisory Board of some wonderful minds and voices in the realm of Science, Research, Business, Marketing and Architecture.

The Oceanlovers Philosophy states that man while being yet another animal amongst many species on this earth, is capable via accurate design and benevolent intention of architecting profitable and sustainable systems, whereby the health and happiness of humanity may be facilitated and the Commons be preserved.

Though the company website is currently being revamped, it is here.

But you can also follow  and join the Oceanlovers movement and stay connected on Facebook, here.

Many drops of water, an Ocean makes. Each of us really do matter.

Save the Commons. Think of our children. Protect yourself.

We must start here.

Save Japan

Save Japan

 

 

 

Essence

Tuesday, October 8th, 2013

Justin's Note

It is in recognition of the ironical that I communicate essence via digital connection. But here is the deal, if we get what essence is, we walk into balance as human beings and digital becomes an asset of high worth.

The note above was written during the last days of my friend Justin Doty, as he eyed his end here. It was shared by his life long love, Harmony Scott.  Breathe, then take it in. What he says on the note pad is exactly what I said, as I launched into my career in Photography.

Solitude created me as an Artist. I am not special in that regard.

essence |ňąes…ôns|
noun
the intrinsic nature or indispensable quality of something, esp. something abstract, that determines its character: conflict is the essence of drama.
‚ÄĘ Philosophy a property or group of properties of something without which it would not exist or be what it is.
‚ÄĘ an extract or concentrate obtained from a particular plant or other matter and used for flavoring or scent.

So much of life gets lost in being led by the voice on the end of a digital leash. I have been thinking a lot about that of late. You may want to as well, possibly. Do your connections make you happier? Or do they lead to something else?

You see, we are informed by essence. Anything less, is just inferior. Being informed is very significant to our sense of peace and yes, personal power as individuals, and vital members of a community or tribe.

Here is an interesting performance by Nahko Bear. Life. Essence. The song is called “Wash it away” .

I have been spending a lot of time in the water this week. Some radical life stresses were left at the shore, as I was forced to follow the call of the Ocean’s voice and conditions, that is such an intrinsic part of who and what I am, and informs my career as a water photographer and film maker. Here are a couple of about 40 A listers.

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Glow

I got to spend some time with my colleague and friend Shawn Alladio this week. By phone. Again, the digital leash. We don’t talk much by phone. But it helps some time. It generally leads us to the essence that is our friendship. The real.

My friend Tom Pohaku Stone and his family dropped in this week as well, headed down coast after a board building stint in Watsonville. Their essence left me feeling embraced, and loved.

Ed Brenegar, who has been staying with Donna and I, hit the road for his home and Church on the East Coast this week. He has been working on a project called the Spectacle of the Real. I highly recommend his latest entry, titled “The Art of the Real”¬† for those of you in pursuit of essence.

My lovely wife and I got to share a beautiful Indian Summer eve on the beach here in Ventura the other day. Here is an image. She is actually shooting an iphone video of the sight to share with her Betty B Community. Not everyone gets to see what you do. This is where sharing matters: when it leads to the happiness and connectedness of others.

Indian Summer

Mind the white noise that is modern digital culture. Surround yourself with the real. In so doing, your life and work will matter.

This connection culture is all so very new. There is much to be learned in the managing of it’s digital tools so that our lives enhance rather than degrade in their usage.

Essence is everything.

Golden California

 

The Springs Fire

Monday, May 6th, 2013

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I had been dreaming of helos, hovering.

I awoke to the stacatto rhythm of rain on the roof. In the dark, I figured it must be around 3 am. I was wide awake and thinking about the events of the last few days. Deep breath. Hmm wow, first time I have been able to take one of those in awhile. Funny what we may take for granted. Little things like breathing. My wife lay on her back next to me, I could hear the faint rattle in her chest as she slept.

We both came home from doing an editorial shoot for our little local publication, Deep, and realized we had caught a bug. As is sort of normal for me, the viral infection had rapidly spread to my lungs. So in the two weeks since that night, almost to the day, I had been sort of laid up and battling a mild case of Pneumonia. It was now gone. Pretty cool.

Four days prior, my phone had rung at 7 am. Hans Rathje was on the line with a surf report and something else. “Hey we have another fire, and it is doing some strange things to the light. Swell is pretty big. Wind is hard offshore some places. What are you doing?”

“Ah I have been laid up for awhile now. Let me finish what I am doing, and I will wander out and find you. Maybe a swim will do me some good”

A couple hours later as I wound my way towards Coast Hwy 1 through the Oxnard farm fields, I saw the smoke blossom. Pulling off to the side of the road, I shot an Instagram image, posted it, them shot a commercial file with my 5DM2. Wind was 30 knots steady ENE, a hard Santa Ana blow right down the central wind corridor, which runs from the high desert to the sea, at the Southern edge of the coastal plain in which we live.¬†All of this was quite unseasonal. Being the beginning of May, we were a ways off from what we call “Fire Season” here in So Cal. Yet there it was, and I knew in a minute’s time the conflagration was headed for the water. If the Santa Ana wind condition did not relent, nothing would stop the flames from meeting the watery finish line we play in almost daily.

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Fifteen minutes later I had checked the surf at a few places, found Hans, and we looked at a back wind hacked, largish SSE swell. This is a very unusual direction and size for May. I have only seen it a few times in my life. The swirling wind had sufficiently decimated surface conditions that we wrote off looking further. Close but no cigar, never works with the bar of work we produce. Conditions need to “be there”.

So up a coastal canyon we know well we went, where we could have an aerie view of our coast. We had a long talk, as we watched the fire billow up in the Santa Monica Mountains  which lie between our deserted stretch of coast, and the densely populated valley beyond.

“Here we go again” The Rathje’s home up valley from us and the current fire starting point, had been surrounded by flame more than once. The FD had saved their home and those of their neighbors. Their fires had started from arcing power lines. The incident had eventually wound up in court as both the homeowners and the FD endeavored to prove liability-foreknowledge of the existing hazard by the utility company. They had recently won a judgement against the company. It was being appealed. No one fights a massive utility conglomerate without risk and expense. They tend to not play nicely.

I had photographed the power lines. Looking through 1800 MM of lens, the melted arc points on the lines were quite obvious to me. What they said was both a sad diatribe against the utility company, and a warning about the infrastructure our society has in place in areas prone to high risk natural disasters. Stupid. Maybe worse ( intentionally negligent)

So we talked about a lot and watched. Looking across the canyon we could see a sole home on a ridge line. It has always sort of been our dream home, with the combination of it’s remoteness and view, being something every surfer would aspire to in some ways. The fire would cross over it most likely.

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In short order we both headed home. Hans headed up valley past the conflagration and I returned to West Ventura and my own home on a coastal valley foothill.

This photo is a satellite image from NASA. In it you can see the geography-topography of the venturi which regularly funnels hot desert winds down to our coast when a High Pressure locates in the four corners region of the Western US. This is the blow dryer zone. Amazingly they had a great image taken of our fire and it was online and available. We do indeed live in a remarkable time.

 

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Later that day I rang Hans from my office. No answer. My gear was still in the car, and I had been monitoring the blaze and the weather. The wind was still blowing, the fire inexorably moved towards the coastal canyon vents. I figured I had better go be where I need to be. But as I woke early this day and took that first clear  deep breath, I realized an explanation was in order for what I am about to describe. This is why.

People tend to follow what others do, when what was done brings any critical acclaim-success. That can be hazardous to public safety. So I want to predicate the images with a bit of information about myself.

I am a professional in many respects. More than being “a guy with a camera”, I have worked and shot in a wide variety of exceedingly high risk scenarios all over the world for a variety of editorial and commercial concerns which run the gamut of uses from News through Art. In process of acquiring both my equipment and multiple skill sets, came the acquisition of a detailed understanding of weather and natural disasters. In addition I am a highly trained first responder through my affiliation with K38 Rescue where we are regularly exposed to and tutored in risk assessment and management.

In what I do both in the water or out, very little is left to chance. You learn early on to watch your exits and to not ever encourage people to do what you do, lest by your example, you put them in harm’s way. The short of it is that I know in every circumstance, the risk must be worth a certain potential benefit, in order for me to pursue a shot.

So with that in mind, the short description and imagery which follow, illustrate what I saw that evening. First responders have a job to do in Natural disasters. If you have not been trained in Ops as one, I strongly suggest that you stay away. The situation may likely not benefit by your presence. Something to consider. (I always engage this thought process)

This is what I saw as I headed back in. Hwy ready to be closed. Fire billowing over Laguna Peak, which has had it’s radar installation burned out before.

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I checked all the canyon vents and figured out where the fire would come down. Chatted with a CHP officer who stood at his post at a road block to that Canyon I had been up in with Hans earlier that day. I told him what I was doing, and what I knew. I did not envy the guy. Embers were beginning to fall, and it was getting smokey. You could see what was happening.

I worked my way through an image series and went down on the beach and shot from where I had been doing our little magazine swimwear shoot. A thick plume churned up beach. The sky flowed with crimson, various orange tones, and deep blacks and rich greys. The diorama which exists in a fire near water is a rapidly shifting one due to a number of things.

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I was very conscious of the proximity of the fire and knew that the up coast exit could be shut off by flame in a relatively short time, so I got my gear back in the car and with the southern exit clear and under no threat, headed back west up Hwy 1 and collected a few more images. As I stood atop a roadside sand dune, 600 MM lens in hand, I saw a stream of lights coming down coast highway in the rapidly deepening gloom. There they were, the emergency fire service responders.

I cannot adequately express what this is like to watch. A cavalcade of vehicles of all types and from various divisions of service, lights flashing, headed back down to where I had just come from. I knew they would likely begin to stage there. I thought about our dream house on that canyon ridgeline. I knew they would likely save it, in spite of it being mid chimney.

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Proceeding back up to Point Mugu, that landmark known so well for the myriad number of films and car commercials shot around it, I collected a few more images as emergency services shut down the Hwy a few miles upcoast. A Sheriff parked behind my car as dark fell, and rather than talk to him, give my media credentials and stay, I simply waved, got in my car and left. This place really did not need me there any more. None of the rest of my ability to be there mattered. Not one bit.

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Half an hour later, my wife and I were sitting in Mai’s having steaming bowls of spicy chicken pho on Main St in Ventura. My lungs ached a bit and I thought about what lay ahead. The winds would change soon. Weather was headed in. Everything would be okay. I had simply witnessed the natural cycle and man’s endeavor to manage living in a high risk environment for episodes like this.

Later that evening I posted one photo from my favorite beach, to my personal Facebook page (I do not have a photography business page) and later learned that the image went viral when Jon, who manages some of our other company web endeavors, called to tell me about it. In a few hours over 250k people had gotten to see what I had. By the next day the number had doubled.

Last night before bed, an e mail had dropped into my business address. It was from one of the fire engineers who had been in the air. He had seen the photo and asked for a copy for his office. I think almost more than anything else from this day, I was very honored by that. In everything we do as Artists, our work should come down to serving others. That matters to me a lot.

Awhile ago a scientist, my wife (a designer) and I founded a company after a very unique event called Sea-Space Google birthed the concept for it. It is called OceanLovers. It is a for profit company, which drives Science and Education based change with the intention to fund people and organizations who are making a positive impact on the Oceans. It connects people, and provides accurate information about our blue marble. It actually creates change. Pretty neat.

So I made a collection of imagery for Oceanlovers called the Springs Fire collection. Part of the proceeds for all Art sold through Oceanlovers goes to each Artist. (The collections and list of people waiting to contribute, grows daily, look in a week and it will all be different) but 50 percent of all sales goes towards developing new technology and projects and support for the Blue Voices around the world which architect sustainable change. It is a hopeful concept.

When someone supports Oceanlovers,  in effect, they are voting for some tangible change and living hope.

You can find the Springs Fire Collection here.

The Oceanlovers Facebook page is a place where you can find educational and entertaining, art centric Ocean culture daily, and connect with a growing tribe of like minded individuals.

Aloha oe. A hui ho.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Creativity Restoration

Saturday, April 13th, 2013
Classic Triumph

Classic Triumph

It happened slowly, in a seductive manner. The devil that is responsibility to project fulfillment, had worn me down creatively. I could feel it, and understood what was going on, with far greater comprehension than one knows the proverbial back of their hand. (Does anyone really spend time looking at those?)

This does not happen so frequently as one might suspect. Most Creatives know how to keep themselves in the flow of energy that births new work that matters. Unfortunately, lately it seemed that the performance required of¬† me by some projects had begun to make me feel like a heavily laden beast of burden. (Okay, let’s just agree to call me a jackass.) It happens.

I knew what to do. Funny how in my work, things just seem to fall into place, in perfect timing.

A couple weeks ago, I had dropped by my wife’s little retail showroom-cum social salon-meet up location (Betty B) to say hello, when Jeanette Ortiz walked in the door. Big hug. It had been awhile since the two of us had seen each other. At 22, J had recently finished her degree work at Cal Poly and was pursuing work opportunity, weathering relationship changes, the stuff of life that can drag one down a bit. In fact, as we spoke, it hit me that we were in similar places creatively.

She and I, like many of the women who lend time and efforts to the various Photographic and Cinema projects which wander in the door, are not photographer and model. Far from it. We are co- creators. So it did not surprise me when Jeanette said: “You know, we have not made anything in a long time.” The subtle suggestion sparked a shoot I had roughed out over a year ago, to light up in my mind’s eye”.

“You are right”, I said. “Lets. How about tomorrow? “¬† “Sure, what did you have in mind? ” “You, naked. Remember that high key type shoot we talked about long ago? Let’s do that. Be a good way to spend some time together, and make something different”

Both of us know that sometimes you just go engage a project, for no other reasons than because you can, and want to. We both did. In short order,  I had dragged Donna into it to style and help Art Direct, called my friend Richie up, done some location pre planning, lighting design and cursory wardrobe work.

The next day the four of us assembled and dressed out a uniquely funky basement, I ran down to Paradise Pantry to grab a couple of bottles of wine for set dressing, and because Jeanette is a Vitticulturist-budding wine maker-chemist, and we got down to it.

4 hours later we emerged from our simulated multiple locations and settings around the world, taken there by our imaginations, and the efforts of four highly skilled friends. Creatively lit to replicate what one would really experience, were you to ply a small cellar apartment, a dimly lit alley in Europe, or just a charming home, in the historic Oil-Cow town of Ventura, California.

We all had needed that. Cobweb removal was complete, and the repression and constraints on our creative lives were once again, pushed back a bit.

Creative work is interesting in that yes, it really IS work. You assemble and place a lot of balls into the air. But you refresh in process, rather than degrade. It sort of feels like a dam has been removed, with debris and clutter able to flow out and down stream. Flow re-establishes. Without the element of flow, you learn first hand what stagnation is.

Here is an abbreviated gallery cull of the 24 final images in the new collection. Some of them should be available through Corbis Images soon. All work was shot on the Canon 5D M2 system, using high ISO capability, continual light sources, combined with focused bounced strobe, and were processed and developed in Lightroom 4.

 

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The Ties That Bind.

Wednesday, January 9th, 2013

Alex's Flag

Been awhile since I have been able to write here. We have had an intense last few weeks. Deaths, Industrial espionage, amazing shooting days, Birthdays, you know: life.

I have been thinking on this the past two weeks, likely due to the betrayal experienced in the espionage. (I was serious)

Question I asked myself:

What is the difference between a Colleague and a Competitor?

A Competitor will grab your hand so they can pull you close, which facilitates a stab in the back.

A Colleague grabs your hand and pulls you up, so that together you may form a community.

Best to properly identify the people one invites into your community-family.

There is health and happiness in that.

Oh and we built a Calendar! You can find and buy it here, along with some other goodies which Donna has designed. It was a spur of the moment thing. Some people got theirs today and I hear they look great!

http://www.zazzle.com/DavidPuuPhotography?rf=238176378404817913

And Corbis is doing something pretty cool. Online image updates to my commercial library by live link.

Here is that link.

http://www.corbisimages.com/photographer/david-pu-u

Here are a few new images. Every picture tells a story, or maybe leads to one.

Aloha oe.

Hans triple XS

Brendan White at Rincon

Chumash Bath

Golden Wave

 

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