Raw, adjective: 2. not having undergone processes of preparing, dressing, finishing, refining, or manufacture

One of the 62 books I'd like to write someday would be a photography collection of all the beautiful entryways of old San Francisco.  Walking around Pac Heights and Nob/Russian Hill is like a stroll through a living, breathing art gallery; a highlight of city life, for sure.

Most of the entryways that catch me tend toward the Art Deco; however, there's one particular Art Nouveau gate that has had me taking the long way home down California Street for five years now, just for a fleeting glimpse on my way past.  It's on the down-slope from Grace Cathedral, painted in that classic blue-green hue, and it makes me smile every time.  Dreamy.

This quick camera-phone shot doesn't do it justice.  But rest assured that when that coffee-table book finally comes out, this long-time favorite will certainly be included.


Jennifer Guise said…
When I look at it, I think "Tree of Life."

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