Mozai.com :: Photography :: Convergence III
(What? Oh damn, they're here! Quick, put the handcuffs away and get the
photos.)
*Ahem* Hello, and welcome to the awaited
Mozai's C3 photos. You may
recognize me as the bald-o with the vanDyke and the welding goggles, or that
body that was still unconcious on the bar. You would've also seen that I was
carrying a camera and pretended I was taking pictures. I wasn't pretending;
high-speed film is still a neatokeenospermo toy to me.
I started taking photos
at Sparky's on Thursday night (July 31st), and kept going until
the morning after Roderick's Chamber (Aug 5th), taking over 120 photos.
Some of them
were such crap that I trashed them before I scanned them. At least one
print was stolen, one print was destroyed, and I'm still waiting for the
last roll to be developed. If some pictures seem washed out or too dark,
download it and muck with the gamma correction.
Hey, people who've seen this site have
mailed me either kudos or
corrections, usually to identify themselves, and John VerBurg and moses have
announced it on alt.gothic for me. Thx you two, because my newsfeed sucks,
and thanks all of you who have corrected me or just said SOMETHING. As of
18 Aug 1997, there is an address to mail contest entries now and the last of
Mozai's photos are here. With the address comes the possibility of
reprints.
Alright, I'll shut up already. If you just want to see the photos without annotations, then you suck because
I spent a long time writing these pages. Not that you would ever feel the
pain of the money I spent on film, development, hours of time typing and
editing... o, I'm so toremented.
(Enough with the obligatory mopeygoth laments.)
- Sparky's, the 24 hour guppie cafe
located just outside the Castro district. I'm glad they didn't give me a
hassle when I used only two teabags all night but kept getting refills.
This is where many of us said our hello's and who-are-you's.
- Haight Street, where our C3 tickets got us
discounts and even the locals were wearing ancient, historical clothes.
Shrines to Jerry Garcia, "karmicly sound" lava lamps, and some kickass
clothing shops and bookstores.
- Friday night, when we finally get down to
why we're all here: clothes, live music, drinking, dancing, people. Oh,
and forming groups large enough to make spectators afraid.
- Friday's Fashion show, where my abilities
with my camera shine as brilliantly as ink. Win some, lose some.
- Friday's After party, when the
Oakland Mariott gets very nervous at lending us the use of their bar area,
and happily leave us sitting in the dark around the bar.
- Off to see Spawn, we piled into cars
and did some food/booze shopping too. I did some clothes shopping --
I didn't know grocery stores in the States sold choke chains.
- Saturday night, more live music, some
serious schmoozing, some serious boozing, plenty of band photos but little
else because I tried to pull a Dionysus and
passed out from the effort.
- Sunday daylight was called on account of hangover on my part. I'm
just thankful I'm alive, thank you. I was also too hungover to get film for
the Trocadero. Ugh.
- Monday's goodbyes with my
acquaintances at the hotel.
- San Francisco was my playground for a
night and a day while I waited for
- Tuesday night at Roderick's Chamber, for
which I was envied because 'Faith and the Muse' was playing... but I
envied anyone who can regularily patronize the bar even more.
Okay, now if I could be serious for a moment (Shyeah, whatever), I have
reason to believe that in attendance at C3 were some Replicants, a-la
Blade Runner. If you
remember how to identify a replicant on sight from the movie, or if you don't
but still forgive my gearheadedness for citing a cyberpunk movie, you may
wish to see the evidence before I get silenced.
It took me a long time to compose these images and the web site. If you'd
care to see what I was thinking during the
weekend I was working on this, be my guest. I'm an exhibitionist; I get
turned on when my ears are burning.
Oh, last minute: If you want any prints from these pictures,
ask for them
by the filename, visible at the top of your browser when you click on the
small image to get the bigger one. They will always be named something
like "a12.jpg" or "c00.jpg". I'll figure out printing and mailing costs, and
I won't charge anything more than cost. The contest is the exception.
You want more? Greedy.
You can find out more about me at my
homepage, or more
about Convergence 3 at
theirs. and, although having contextless hyperlinks really makes me itch,
it would only be polite to have a list of other C3 photo sites here at
the bottom... if I knew of any others. (09 Aug 1997)
C3 is over, we enjoyed it immensely because it was fantastic, and everything
about it (like all Convergences) is about the people that it
draws together. Convergence 4 will be in
Toronto, I'm just one of the
legions of
worshipful assistants helping Siobhan NiLoughlin, so I will be there. C4 will
be a blast.
(That pun was awful. I'm getting the handcuffs again.)
Did you like what you see here? Then for God's sake,
hire me to do more.
Reasonable rates, and I'll leave a breath mint on the keyboard or
the camera.
- Moses Moore, mozai@canada.com
Thank you, Website Garage, for suggestions
on how to increase the popularity of this website.
