Know Ed, you Kay, shun for the rest

A flower blooms in the Fall
to remind Winter too
once again
pass into Spring

Painting by Janney.

Second Tallest but that’s alright ma

Saw a nice image of a certain famous San Francisco, no longer the tallest, building , taken decades ago which reminded me of some fun I had with images of this building.


Its a fun building and the opportunities with light are diverse all day.

One of the streets on Telegraph Hill heading down towards Broadway


On the north east side of the building is a small redwood park with some sculpture, a fountain, and a cement pond , on a sunny morning the building i you can see the reflections of the building in the moving water .


Reminds me of old German etchings of towns.

With all the hills in San Francisco its not too much of a jump —


Or something to do when I was bored or at loss for words.


Looking down Montgomery Street, up here at night, its gets darker earlier when its colder and warmer but darker later.

A womannequin in a store window

A building in San Francisco.

Alameda Creek

Almost everyday I leave my home and walk along Alameda Creek trail. Over the past 14 years and for 12 years before that while walking my dog, I have met many different people along the trail, some I get to know a little, we stop and talk,

Then, other times, for the whole four miles I will not see anyone I know even to say “hi.”—I almost always say “Hi,” after all ,we are all out here for the same reason, we share a common purpose and and should help each other to maintain our commitment.to that purpose, our health.

We are out here for the exercise, and while exercising we do not have malicious intentions, We share a common bond of purpose and peace with others.

Last week I met Joe, along the creek, a long time Fremont resident, immigrated from Afghanistan decades ago and drove a cab in Fremont for 30 years.

Fremont is a sprawling suburb made up of five townships in 1957, still no central shopping district, a very diverse population many of whom work engineering .and the city is still working to develop an identity both as a “Fremont”,and as a group of “diverse neighborhoods” each with its own proud identity—too often it looks like “neighborhood identity” is a zero sum game.

While in art school I had driven a cab in an urban city, where many residents do not own cars and often take cabs for short distances, especially when there are packages. Joe’s experiences in Fremont. as he related to me, were mostly long runs such as to Oakland or San Jose,

Long trips are more money for less work—each trip with a fare is its own experience, and while driving was s one part of the job, dealing with was was another.

Turkey vultures: Nothing in the Universe goes to waste, it is all being used all the time by the Universe , whether it is creating or destroying things.. For the word “thing” there are no “non-things;” if there is some thing that we do not know, we don”t know we don”t know. and once we find such a thing it gets a name and we know it. as a “thing”

Driving the fare from one place to another is the hackney job but even packages, which do not have a personality to deal with can be eventful.

Once on the cab stand called “The Eight” in East Cambridge— The Eight was the number the cab company dispatcher used to ID the stand, it was a slow cab stand but constant and few cabs stood there.. When you arrived or left at a cab stand you notified the dispatcher ad when there was a customer request to the dispatcher the ranking cab onthe standgot the job.

Brattle Cab was based in East Cambridge where many people were like a society in itself separated from the academic society and City Hall was East Cambridge Society.

Local people did not have cars and lived in apartments.and you could find three and four generations of families.

One night st3anding on The Eight the dispatcher asked me if I want to chase a bar in Inman Square, a few blocks beyond the area of The Eight, I took the job , and when I got there the bartender was outside on the curb in front of the bar flagging me while holding up an older woman. The bartender—very unusual, I should have sensed something,but it was his job and my job so I took her.

I asked her where she wanted to go , her reply, “Take me to Union Square (Somerville) and I will tell you where to go from there.”

Along the way I tried to have conversation with her but to no avail, too often her words were not understandable.

Reaching Union Square I stopped right in front of the police station, turned around and asked her again “Where do want to go from here?” No response, so I got out of the cab , went around to the other side, opened the back door and found she seemed to be unconscious.

Meanwhile a Somerville policeman came running down the station steps , yelling at me, “No parking., move the cab!” I tried to explain what was going, he called for “help”, they decided she was drunk and pulled the woman from the car and dragged her into the station never saw them or her again, and they never even asked my name or for my cab license .

The reason I was hanging out in this area was that at a slow time the local bingo at the local Catholic church was about to get out and there were always a few quick jobs, i.e .Bingo Rush Hour, so I left. .Turns out I was the last person to whom she consciously spoke—she died in my cab, or so they said.

The cabs had older style radios, the dispatcher called you and every driver with their radio on heard the dispatcher call, but when the driver answered only the dispatcher heard the driver,
One night while driving the dispatcher called my number “72” —everyone hears,— . I answer “72”. only the dispatcher hears — Dispatcher calls “Stop by the Somerville Police Department ASAP, they want to talk to you about the dead body in your cab.”

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A patented design for a bus seat

I came across this on the internet, .my grandfather’s name was Ray William Naegele, my grandmother’s maiden name was Stephens. The first son was William, the second, my father, was Ray Stephens Naegele and I was Ray Stephens Naegele Jr.

I don’t know if he did the drawing, he must have done some sketching anyway. Looking at the curves in the profile at the bottom of the chair, they were drawn using a curved rule.In art school we used a ruling pen and a rapidograph to learn to draw rules. Computers changed all that, but before the ruling pen was an essential tool for making comprehensive sketches to show clients.

words words words\

Painted by my grandfather during his retirement, He has an interesting sense of design and color.

Three generations, of Rays, the oldest one is my grandfather, this photograph is over 70 years old.

Gate gate paragate parasamgate Bodhi Svaha

De-zens aties

Ira Harmon harmonart.com

Going through some of my packed-away stuff, I came some flats, story created and drawn by Ira Harmon sometime in the early 1980s. I like how he uses line and point of view while no words are needed to tell the story. Its not just that the things—the cars, buildings, people, trees—are there, the design of the things, including the design of light and dark, leads the eye through the page. And consider, a car chase between a Delorean and a Bug?

Not sure how I came to be in possession of them. At the time we both lived in the same six apartment building downtown San Jose. it was an older style eleven blocks east on Santa Clara.

Link to the comic

Website, HARMONart.com has information about comics, fantasy films, reference and links to a variety of media creativity and even some drawing lessons.

Alameda Creek

I’d say the law is a set of rules  to make things run smoother,  written out so everyone knows what they are and what the penalties are . The rules hold for a lawman the same as anyone else  even more so . . . A prisoner in custody  is not able to take care of himself, its up to  the law to take care of him.”

Matt Dillion, Gunsmoke from Categorical Imperative   radio broadcast 01-20-1957

William Conrad voiced the role on the radio (1952-1961) if ever there was the voice of Matt Dillion his was surely it, however for the TV series he was said to be too short and too round—qualities which he embraced on his successful TV show Cannon.

I was born in 1945, I do not remember ever listening— myself, with my family or with friends to the old time radio shows or even anyone talking about them —though my father used to like Bob and Ray but that was a 15 minute comedy show in the 1950s, not a weekly radio story such as Fibber McGee and Molly, Henry Aldrich, Our Miss Brooks or Palladin —the last two also had their own TV series.

Law?? The King’s Law, the Khan’s Law, God’s Law, Natural Law, the Laws of Science ? Or political laws of a sovereign geo-political nation-state with taxpayer funded police and military.

For Nietzsche law was a tool for elites to control society. For Hobbes and Chinese Legalists law is a tool for controlling the base instincts of human nature using police action and jail.

What are laws and why do we have them?
To maintain order?
Why do we need order?
To survive?
What is order?

Order is when a group of people has food, shelter and survives over generations. I call it a society as individual behaviour interacts like a network.with each other. Order happens when individuals behave in a way that enables my definition above and t3hey survive—They do not kill each other; they “work” to get food and water; they ”co-operate” with each other .

The history of humans on Earth is the story of every human being who ever lived is not a story of being getting everyone to be good, but a story of Can the good overcome the bad?

Individuals must make behaviourial concessions to their own needs as well as the needs of society, be it family, spouse, parents, work etc.

Looking at the range of various societies which make up human history gives a sense of what individuals are willing to concede? or submit? As well as what people are willing to do to or for others to get something they want.

The idea of Democracy is not that the majority gets to impose their will on the minority, the assumption of majority and minority are not part of it.

words words words words

Society is made up of individuals who can understand their own situation in life, evaluate their life options and express them with others in communication, and learn to find a common ground which benefits the most possible for society at the least cost to individuals or at least those individuals who actively participate in the democratic process.

Success is when few enough individuals are so dissatisfied they are willing to commit acts which disrupt the society that they are just minor criminals and not seeking to overthrow the political power of the society. Maybe that is as good as it gets.

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Street photography, what you can see on the street . . .

What you can see from the street . . .

No work, no eat—maybe some would think that child labor laws discriminate against the opportunuty for children to work 40, or 50, or 60 hours a week. Are homeless a part of our society or are they the enemy —

imagine being someone’s enemy and your own enemy at the same time —the enemy of my enemy is my friend. Or imagine being 14 years old and for 10 hours a day be painting roosters and flowers on some potter’s bowls . . .

Lewis Hine

Better here cleaning up the garbage, or may be even dumpster diving behind The Simpsons Simpson’s studio

Shado blankets

I made images of my shadow, often you could see my head and the camera in my hand. Using those images I made repeating shado images to make patterns on something like I imagined Navajo Blankets.

How many dimensions is a shadow? You could say two dimensions but it takes three dimensions to make a shadow, its not just the surface but something has to block the light going to the surface.

When you think about dimensions there are no two dimensional things—except a shadow—or even one dimensional things; these are concepts we use as tools for understanding, communicating and making things.

People sensually (see, hear, taste. touch and smell) experience the universe in the three or four (space-time) dimensions, maybe we will never know any other way to experience the Universe. At same time we a part of the Universe, life through each of us is the Universe experiencing itself.

Gate, gate, paragate, parasamgate, Bodhi Svaha

Zensations along the steepe

Socialization blues

Is this how you would like to look when you are two years old? Why do it do a dog?

Does a dog have Buddha Nature?
Mu.

A thought, an instinctual movement, the itch is scratched.

He would play down town Boston, through the window you can see the Boston Commons along Tremont St, performing country hymns with a Martin D-28 using an open tuning and strumming with a hand missing parts of his fingers.

Eihei Dogen traveled to China to bring Soto Zen to Japan. I can not do it in the past, I can not do it in the future, I can only do in the now.

The dog! The BuddhaNature!
The perfect manifestation, the command of truth.
If for a moment , you fell into relativity.
You are a dead man!

Mumonkan Case 1 Ummon’s verse Blyth translation

Alameda Creek

In sociology, socialization is the process of internalizing the norms and ideologies of society. Socialization encompasses both learning and teaching and is thus “the means by which social and cultural continuity are attained”. Socialization is strongly connected to developmental psychology.
definition from Wikipedia

There is a socialization process with a specific outcome—behaviorial integration of the individual into society. And a non-socialization outcome must mean that individual’s behavior is not integrated into the society.

Does the process not work sometimes?

Socialization is not about an individual going from zero to a normative functioning adult in a society—going from nothing to something. It is just happening as the individual behaves, or as the individual lives in society.

However all the adults “come out”, so to speak, are the “results” of the socialization process in which each individual’s experiences are unique but still there is enough normative or common behavior among individuals to enable society to survive.

People learn by doing.

Are there not “biological influences” on behaviour?

The things we do not do are the things we do not know (about).

If everyone in the society had integrity , ethics, compassion, empathy and remorse, would we then not have bad behaviour in our society? If everyone in society behaved with those qualities (or any bad behaviours) would people undergoing socialization in such a society behave those good behaviours? i.e,. there be no bad behaviours.

If we have those words, those meanings, recognizing these behaviours in our society it means that we also have their opposite behaviours in our society.

We would not have those words in our language to identify those bad or good behaviours if we all behaved this way—we would not know about the bad behaviours.

Walden II tried to explore that, and I like the Wikipedia blurb:

Walden Two is a utopian novel written by behavioral psychologist B. F. Skinner, first published in 1948. In its time, it could have been considered science fiction, since science-based methods for altering people’s behavior did not yet exist. Such methods are now known as applied behavior analysis.

The book is incredibly boring, which I thought was Skinner’s point in writing the book—Imagine how boring life would be without human differences in behaviour.

But then I wonder: Why does there have to be some living human beings who suffer as examples of the bad behaviours in life so that from their suffering others can know the good behavours?

People who’s life’s purpose is to be an example of what not to do? Does society’s need tor social solidarity require some people to be murderers so others can see how not to be a murderer?

Or is that just the way life is along Alameda Creek?

Without thinking what is good, Without thinking what is bad, Show me your original face.

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“When the hogs were hung to cool, the hog’s bladders were cleaned and blowup, then given to us children to play with,as children play with balloons today.”
Violet David, 79, Brown County
Feeding our Families Memories of Hoosier Homemakers Eleanor Arnold, Editor, 1983

The Way should always be clear, like a mirror no fear.

Rather than hearing the name, seeing the face is better;
Rather than seeing the face , hearing the name is better.
But however much you help the nostrils,—
Look what you have done to the eyes
.
Mumonkan Case XXVIII Blyth Translation

Rekha and Conrad walking with Lucy., They lived next door to each other, Conrad”s son was in a famous heavy metal band, Conrad was a baker at a Safeway grocery store across from my office,

Does a person have Buddha-Nature on the steps of Sensoji?

Someone’s home, I wonder do police need a warrant approved by a judge to search it?

How would you feel if you lost everything you owned? Sometimes I see a homeless person with a shopping cart full of junk, sometimes I speak with them , and again learn just how important owning some “thing” is important to people.

Appropriate Sunday afternoon behaviour in a San Francisco Park —perhaps the only better place to read this book would be Nob Alley serenaded by the monotonous blaring of a fog horn on a dark San Francisco night.

Finnegans Wake (no apostrophe please ), fun to read, can pick it up anytime, anywhere, open it up, read (out loud) for awhile, enjoy it, and put it back down, You do not even need to mark your place, the next time you pick it up just repeat, open anywhere and read (out loud) for awhile and put it back down again, Wherever you open it up to, you will never have lost your place. And you do get to the end, the last sentence of the book is the first half of the first sentence. Its a book which is never confusing. (Hahahaha.)

Gate Gate, Paragate, Parasamgate, Bodhi svaha

Know thing two no

One hundred years ago daily life was very different:

Bought out sugar by the hundred pounds, especially in preserving time, and I remember my father would send to Montgomery Ward (at that time they sold groceries) or Sears and Roebuck and buy a hundred pounds of rolled oats or hundred pounds of rice and a hundred pounds of prunes, and it’d come sacked up, get big sacks.

Lennie Hern, age 90, Decautur County, from Feeding our Families Memories of Hoosier Homemakers published May 1983

What is this world we live in now?

A society where our lives are working to get money to consume things—food, shelter, clothes, entertainment, medical care—and the making of those things we consume, as well as the cleaning up after we consume them, are destroying Earth..

Life on Earth is the whole of what people do, it is not what some people do while what other people do is not life. And money is an important part of it.

How do we understand money?

Money enables a sustainable society—a group of people— in which individuals can produce products which have different levels of demand by different individuals in the society over a period of time and everyone can get enough wealth to live, hopefully to live well enough so that violent change over the distribution of life’s basic needs is no needed—social cohesiveness.

In a society where trade and barter are the only production and distribution , the products in their market are very limited and most people can produce most of their needs by themselves.

As society develops people who produce coats have a different market demand than people who produce lettuce than those who produce cars and so on.. After the coat producer trades a coat to a farmer, it maybe years before the farmer needs another coat but the coat producer needs needs food on a short term regular basis.

The work of both, the tailer and the farmer, is represented by money which enables product exchange to happen and results in a more technologically advanced but more inter-dependent society where money is an important part of a stable society.

Alameda Creek

I try to walk daily along Alameda Creek, leaving my house I see my neighbors, stretch out a little and and listen to podcasts and think about “things,” — “Is there such a thing as “Human Nature”?.”

“Its human nature!!, thats why” Is there such a thing as “Human Nature”?

If there is such a “thing” What would it mean? That behavour defined as“ Human Nature” is caused, or determined—by a common Universal law that determines all human beings will behave in accordance with—We all do it!

Its a quality which is a part of every person, we would all have it and it would be expressed in our common behaviour.

Would we have the same amount of human nature or is it distributed among individuals on a continuum — some individuals might have more or less of it than others. John behaves with more compassionate than does Jill, Jill has more artistic talent than John.

Prhaps in the name of “learning” we apply interval level math to measure it — John is 6 1/2 inches taller than Jill who weights 54 pounds less than John. who lives 20 minutes further from work than does Jill. Or we could say, John is taller than Jill who weighs less than John and it takes him longer to drive to work.

As each person travels through Space-Time, their life is a unique path, perhaps comparing and then ranking the path of each individual using an independent standard makes it easier to objectify other people and miss out on the wonders of their lives.

There is a road, no simple highway
Between the dawn and the dark of night
And if you go no one may follow
That path is for your steps alone

Ripple, Grateful Dead

Each path is separate, no matter how often the pushback tells you its the same, uneventful path as so many others.

Human nature is embedded in our biological material existence, humans do not have sonar like bats; gills like fish; a nose like a dog, we have our own human nature.

On those clearly human qualities, such as the five senses,we find some people are naturally born without them—such as sight or hearing—and we refer to them with words which suggest “not a complete person”—yet wherever there is a a society of humans living there are some who are born blind and some who are born deaf ———where is the concept of common human nature now?

Or is it that “the qualities we associate with the definition of ‘Human Nature’ not only are distributed in varying degrees among individuals but in some individuals are actually not present— think of compassion, empathy and remorse.

We say: Its human nature to want more than you have; its human nature to cheat people when you can get away with it; its human nature to be lazy; When we say this we asset that all people are thus driven to behave badly by the very condition of of being human.And when we make that judgement we come to the “obvious conclusion ” that the purpose of law in a society is prevent people from doing bad.

But humans did not start out with the ability to know this, they only got there after doing a lot of really bad things to others along the way, inhumane stuff, like killing others and stealing property and making law and order as a tool l to defend from others what the group in power stole in the first place,. This is why law without justice for the past is always just more of the problem.

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For a period of time the Fogg exhibited three small, same-size, Rembrandt paintings at the same time right next to each other, head shots of himself, his father and Christ, and while they were hanging oI often stopped in to see them—The Fogg was free then but that was over 40 years ago, there may be entrance fees now.

Man is part of Nature. Therefore human creativity is part of Nature’s productivity. In Man, Nature has arrived at self-awareness.
Friedrich Schelling (1775-1854)

We are what we look like, by definition anyway —”I see you coming down the street,or I recognize you in the photograph.

We all know, its common knowledge, its common sense, there is more to our self but its not immediately known solely by being seen.

In popular media such as film and TV, for actors their “physical self” is the stock and trade, or at least the pass to getting in the door for the next job..

How can we not know ourselves? . . . might as well ask . . .

How can we knot no ourselves?

Sometimes it was too mis-leading to get my heard around it . .

Like an epiphany which increasingly mismanages me daily.

I was like a shadow always looking for new ways to see things,

That’s how I got here in the last and first place.

Embed yourself in your own nature and your own tailwind will seek you out.

Brush painting by Janney

Gate Gate Paragate Parasamgate Bodhisvaha

Mistadzentures

Mooncake forewon

Last week was Moon Festival, Walking along Alameda Creek I met people who were celebrating, though I did not hear anyone mention the Stanley Brothers performing Blue Moon Over Kentucky bu† the local Sheng Kee Bakery had plenty of moon cakes and plenty of people were making lines to buy.

Moon-gazing, painting by Janney

Its special to sit with someone, enjoy gazing the moon and tasting the mooncake where the character on the top indicates the filling inside . Its ok if you are by yourself, but while these taste good they are best eaten in moderation and with others, maybe four people eat two different moon cakes and each person gets two different tastes, or two people eat two quarters each. Or you are like me, one person enjoying cake and moon-gazing, but mooncakes are best eaten in moderation, so leave two quarters for another day—but best eaten with someone who, with you also enjoys it too.

Does a dog have Buddha-Nature?

Have you ever been bored, maybe on a cold December morning while looking for your mind and the snow reached up to your knees, and you wondered, Does a dog have Buddha-Nature? The answer is in the last character on the right—“Wu” in Chinese and “Mu” in Japanese.

狗子還有佛性也無

You would not be alone if you did. Someone asked Joshu, who responded, “Mu.”

Has a dog Buddha-nature?
This is the most serious question of all.
If you say yes or no,
You lose your own Buddha-nature.

Ummon’s comment. from Mumonkan

”Mu“ has cearned its own place. This is the “mu” my sister used in her short film Corporate Warrior as a resolving connection between a Japanese country mother-in-law, who after her son dies from karoshi, comes to Tokyo to bring her American-career-minded-soon to be a mother, daughter in law, back to the family country home to birth her future grandchild.

Alameda Creek

Walden Pond is a large pond where on a hot day there will be many people swimming, rowing a rental boats around the pond or maybe spending an afternoon with friends drinking beer, singing and eating fast food,

It 150 years since Henry David Thoreau wrote about about Walden Pond, its no longer a long days ride from Boston, about 20 minutes drive from Cambridge .

Its been 46 years since I was there last one late summers day, Returning to Boston determined to enroll in art school to study graphic design, 30 years old, with my dog (the first dog pictured above) , we stopped one last time for a taste of freedom before entering the city.

I had no idea what I was going to do tomorrow, What was I doing? I knew somewhere in my heart I always wanted to be involved with art.

Yet here I was, college graduate just kind of wandering around seemlessly working my way towards death with no progress, no direction. All I decided was returning to Boston was going to be an end to that.

I was almost broke, I did some day jobs, spent some nights in my van, got some cash in the hand, got into art school , found an apartment and got regular work for 3-4 nights-a-week cab driver in Cambridge—Brattle Cab up in East Cambridge.

Even then I did not understand the commitment I was making, I just went day by day,—school, home work , cab driving and Saturday afternoons .walking with my dog along the Charles..

One year later after three apartment moves and once my dog was stolen, but I got her back, I placed my dog with a family on a farm in Vermont, I thought it would be better for her, I am not sure it worked out or not, Its a piece of sadness in heart that never goes away.

I graduated from art school, worked at a major printer in Boston for a year learning about the relationship between design, production of camera ready art and what the printed piece looks like when it comes off the press.

I learned a lot there at the printer and in 1979 I drove across country arriving in SiliconValley where fortunately I had some friends who let stay in their apartment for a couple of months until I was settled—Thank you!!

My car blew up , cost all my money to fix it and manage an apartment deposit, so I took the first job I could get, working in a small ad agency and a year later I rented an office in Fremont at $35 month, but no clients but I had a phone and back then you could cold call and connect with people—make 100 phone calls, get five appointments and one job. Along the way I received help from some other kind people. and the business footer 35 years designing marketing communications materials enabled me to marry, and have a family.

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Memorial Day,, Marshall, Minnesota, 1971: Not sure what to say , what you see in the photograph is what it felt like living there for one year.while teaching Sociology at the local college.

Street Klansman

Head-to-head discussion on the open street

How often it seems an answer is busy in search of a question—In the case of Nansen’s cat Joshu came too late.

Brother and sister selling lemonade on the sidewalk, Central Square, Cambridge, on the lowerr part of Magazine Street— the street which in late 1700s was the road from Central Square to the Magazine Depot (where they stored the ordinance ) at Cambridge Port along the Charles River..Since I moved to California its become an historical (gentrified) area.

After all that I still feel like I am on the outside looking in at a world that doesn’t want me; then I remember I never would have experienced my life if I would have been in that world

Ending lines in The Heart Sutra, calligraphy by Janney