Yossi and Esty Marcus of our local Chabad asked me to make a film for their Chai Preschool. This wonderful little organization has very high standards, a long waiting list and a wonderful environment. It wasn’t difficult to find beauty and inspiration to assemble this little film.
My oldest and bestest friend Gary Brawer is now publishing a blog! Gary’s an amazing artiste with a stringed instrument (although, as he points out, you can take your mountain dulcimers elsewhere). And he was my best man at our wedding o those many years ago.
Here he is on one of my kids’s many trips to San Francisco to get their guitars and basses tuned up. This particular trip was just before Sam played in a battle of the bands at Slim’s around the corner.
I had the opportunity to do a photo shoot with Cindy Sheehan, the Mom who was transformed into a well-known anti-war activist when her son Casey was killed in action in Iraq on April 4, 2004. She is running for US Congress in San Francisco and her campaign wanted some photographs which would portray her in an appropriate light. I enjoyed meeting her and working with her.
This picture says a lot to me.
I wish Cindy and her campaign well. They are an impassioned group and they truly believe in their mission.
My good friend Meredith celebrated her bat mitzvah at Peninsula Temple Beth El along with her family and friends. Meredith is one of the subjects of Some of their parts, and her big sister Doria was also one of my bat mitzvah subjects. It was wonderful to celebrate with them, especially because Doreen, Max and Sam were able to attend, as well.
Our good friend Adam celebrated his bar mitzvah a couple weeks ago, and it was quite a soirée! Bambi and Stan planned to surprised the attendees (and Adam, too!) with a special visit from the Golden State Warriors’ mascot, Thunder, along with a couple of the Warrior Girls. But despite all the amazing planning that went into his big day, it was almost all for naught when a huge storm wiped out the electricity at the original venue. Stan called in some markers and managed to secure a local restaurant and made all the necessary phone calls. It all worked amazingly well, and it was a true night to remember for all in attendance.
Sarah and her family and friends celebrated her bat mitzvah tonight in Burlingame. It was a fun reunion with my friend Joel Abramson, the awesome bandleader & entertainer who celebrated Max and Sam’s bar mitzvahs with my family.
OK, I’m not just a photographer. Those of you who know me know that I was a software engineer for almost 20 years before I re-invented myself as a photographer. And my geek heritage still lurks just beneath the surface.With that as a background, I’ll share an experience I had yesterday. I have a Macbook Pro. I love this computer. It’s wicked fast, totally portable, and very sleek and attractive. All things that I am not. Ha ha. Anyway, I bought it a year ago, and now that the warranty’s expired, I decided to upgrade its original 5400rpm 120gb hard drive to a larger, faster 7200rpm 200gb hard drive. Here is my story…
I recently performed a hard drive upgrade on my son’s Macbook (which was still on Tiger) and I had to use Carbon Copy Cloner. But I read that OS X 10.5 (“Leopard”) Time Machine was a better, smarter way to do this, so I decided to try it.
I have not used Time Machine yet. I use a set of rsync scripts I wrote for backup of my Macs and didn’t think Time Machine was necessary. But I decided to take the plunge.I connected a 250gb Firewire drive to my Macbook Pro and started Time Machine. I set it to look at the Firewire drive, and within a moment or two it started the backup. I let the machine sit for several hours, and it finally finished about 3 1/2 hours later (the Macbook Pro’s 120gb disk was about 98% full).
I then followed the best of several disassembly guides I found on the web and successfully completed the installation of the new drive into the Macbook Pro.I connected the Firewire drive back to the Macbook Pro, put in my Leopard upgrade disk, and booted the Mac. And here are a few comments about how it went from there:
1) It was unclear as to whether the Leopard Time Machine restore program would recognize the new HD before I formatted it. It didn’t seem to, so I switched to Disk Utility and formatted it, naming it the same as the old drive. It still didn’t recognize the disk. So I rebooted and the second time I started up it recognized the HD.
2) The restore process was uneventful. It took about two hours.
3) When I restarted with the new HD, the Macbook Pro took a very long time to boot. Not surprising. I figure it cleaned all the OS caches and had to rebuild them all.
4) When I finally got to the desktop, I was pleased that it seemed everything was there where I left it.
5) I started Mail.app, and was greeted with a window that said I should import my mailboxes. I was confused, so I quit and thought maybe the Mac was not finished rebuilding things. When I started Mail later, it started up and got my new messages. But I noticed that none of my old mail was there. So I realized that while Mail.app remembered my mailboxes, my filters and the rest of my account info, it failed to recognize any of my old mail. So I had to painstakingly re-import all my old messages (nearly 100,000) into the mailboxes (30+). That was a pain. At least it worked, though.
6) Then Apple’s Aperture failed to start, saying in the resulting crash log that certain OS frameworks were not present. Weird. The /Library/Frameworks folder seemed like it was only 1/2 restored. So I found the Frameworks folder from my Mac Pro (running the same OS), zipped them up and transfered them over. I unzipped them, carefully set the permissions to be the same as the other ones, and was able to re-open Aperture.
7) The Spotlight database seems to be out of whack, so I rebuilt it. I couldn’t seem to find much of anything. Now it works.
All in all, I would deem this process a success, but it’s not for the faint of heart. And if I was not conversant in Unix and the Mac’s internals, I’m afraid it might not have ended well.
Lileth and Matt are now officially “husband and wife”, at least in the sovereign nation of Costa Rica! Their big day was so exciting, full of real emotion and heartfelt love.
But far be it for this couple to do things in a conventional fashion. No sooner than I took the family photos and snapped this fun shot of them with Doreen and me, Lileth looked at me with a mischievous grin and I knew just what she wanted. I said “let’s do it!”
Going back several months, I had told Lileth about one of the fun new trends in high-end wedding photography: the “trash the dress” session. It’s up to each couple and their photographer how they want to interpret this. I have seen some creative and inspiring work in this genre. So Lileth and Matt were gung ho to do it. But we had a logistical complication because Doreen and I were scheduled to fly home early the next morning, and it didn’t seem “right” to do a TTD session back in San Francisco. So Lileth and I made it happen right there on the beach…
Matt hoisted her up and promptly waded off into the gentle surf of our private beach, much to the mixed horror and amusement of the assembled friends and family. What followed is a sequence of events which not a single person in attendance will ever forget. Before they were done, Lileth had made at least one successful boogie board ride and they had recruited (some less willingly than others!) at least a half dozen friends. Here are some of the most entertaining photographs.
Today’s the day for Lileth and Matt. I’m in Manuel Antonio, Costa Rica with the happy couple and their family and friends. Here is a photo of the kids at their rehearsal dinner tonight on a local beach.
We’re all enjoying a great getaway, and I’m certain this is an experience that nobody in attendance will soon forget. Doreen and I are going to make a quick getaway tomorrow and we’ll be back in the bay area Thursday night.
We’re leaving tonight for Costa Rica to photograph Lileth and Matt’s wedding in Manuel Antonio. I’m sure this is going to be an amazing, beautiful adventure. I’m told the biggest danger there (crime-wise) is that the local monkeys might take too much of an interest in my camera equipment and could run off with bits of it!
At least it worked, though.
