On Sunday I took a photo class from a woman named Nevada Weiss, a photographer who travels the world taking photos for National Geographic. It was held at the San Francisco Art Institute in the most beautiful building.
The class was educational with lots of humor from the instructor. How she kept the attention of the audience of close to 200 people was amazing. Her photos were as amazing as her lecture.
I wanted to be her.
But the building that houses the art institute was a joy to see in itself. Son Brad and daughter-in-law, Debby, dropped me off there, and then picked me up. The institute is close to the famous Lombard street – the crookedest street in the world (?) or U.S.(?). Anyway, it’s crooked and steep…very steep. Tourists were lined up watching cars navigate the road.
On top of the institute we had a view of Alcatraz and below that..the America’s cup with Oracle ship right out in front.
What a great day it was, and to think I could share it with my son and daughter-in-law…truly blessed, I am.
Then I told them how in the 70s, I had the fortune to be invited to a penthouse on Russian hill. So Brad drove us up there and I remembered how it was that I got invited to a well-known society lady’s round table luncheons, a coveted invitation, for sure.