So, how were these street arts applied? Must have been ship-in-a-bottle style! OR… somebody at SF Public Works went to ART SCHOOL!
So, how were these street arts applied? Must have been ship-in-a-bottle style! OR… somebody at SF Public Works went to ART SCHOOL!
Cellphone photos on the wall at a proper art opening!? Head Hamburger Eye Ray Potes tells us this just might be the case. I’ve got my fingers crossed.
Anyway, this show is sure to be dope either way. See you tonight!
Seitan is back at Bender’s! Wednesday nights only!
Last night they had these tacos loaded with freshly grilled homemade seitan and other fixins. But that didn’t stop Bender’s regulars from agitating for the triumphant return of Buffalo Girls. Maybe next week.
Don’t forget your tots!
And then they posed with it. One of the girls got on it, like it was the hood of a muscle car or something.
This champ hurdled this picnic table about 12 times in a row back and forth, and then launched himself off of it and into that tree!
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Can you imagine the reverberant sonic bliss that will fill the air when your mallet hits a tine of that size!? This is going to be the best parklet ever!
Or at the very least maybe it will kind of offset the sobering changes afoot at Revolution Cafe.
Some naive fan mail this morning prompted Arthur to give us taste of what it really takes to produce a single Sex Pigeon post:
Unnoticed! I should hope that the many models, extras, set designers, lighting technicians, color correctionists, and caption writers whose checks I sign do, in fact, notice that they are in my employ. You see, my photographs, like those of Gregory Crewdson, are not the spontaneous affair that they might seem. As any serious photographer will tell you: there are no such things as candids.
And then, using the above photo as an example, he takes us through the entire process, step by step. It’s lengthy, but epic. Like There Will Be Blood. Read on.
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“Greetings from London,” smiles this mirthful coffee cup, befriended by our pal Visivo who is currently scoping things out across the pond.
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The kids want to know!
So apparently in addition to writing THE SUMMER JAM OF 2010, our pal Myles Cooper is also some kind of grade-school teacher or something. With perceptive pupils. Kudos, Myles!
Seriously though, go back and listen to Myles’ song if you haven’t heard it.