I found this paint-smear composition on a loading dock in Graton, CA. The old warehouse building is now used as artist's studios. It looks like someone was working here.... Unintended art, serendipitous art.
Going through some old photos from a trip to Sacramento I found a few that puzzle me. I don't know what this is that I photographed, but it looked like art to me at the time. Still does. Unintended art.
On a recent visit to The Barlow, the new shopping area at the eastern edge of Sebastopol, I stopped in at the Passdoor, a gallery and interior shop with interesting wares and an interesting floor--a leftover from the place's former life as a warehouse. Unintended art.
I recently found myself at the outdoor international arrivals waiting area at San Jose Airport. On a concrete wall I found this intriguing pattern. After some thought, I decided there was probably a sign here that has fallen down or been removed. The pattern of squiggles was probably made by the adhesive that once held it up. Unintended art.
Going back through old photos I found a number I took during Art Trails a couple years back at one of the several potters who participate in Art Trails, Sonoma County's largest open studio event, which takes place in October each year (I'll be participating myself, starting in 2014). This is a shelf in a kiln. Unintended art. Serendipitous art.
This is not the first time I've photographed the asphalt patching on the cracks in the channel that gives Channel Dr. in Santa Rosa its name. Here's another view. The water level is low. The water is a strange yellow that adds to the abstract effect of the stark black against the concrete. Unintended art.
I recently found myself sitting behind a gaudily deteriorating truck at a stop light. I liked the colors but also the strange shadows. The light was such that the horizontal bars threw distinct shadows but it was difficult to see the bends in the metal responsible, so the shadows seemed somehow disconnected from the objects making them.
San Francisco's Ocean Beach is a long stretch of flat, monotonous, grey sand, but it forms small dunes along the roadway that parallels the water. These little dunes are fascinating. I love the patterns created by tiny sand slides, the wind-molded ripples, the lines made by insects walking across the surface. Unintended art, serendipitous art.
I noticed this folded napkin left behind on a restaurant table. I love the folds. Looked like art to me. I just had time to get out my camera and photograph it before the busboy took it away from the table next to me.