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Our pal Sarah Kelly and her organization Adapting to Scarcity spent part of last year hanging out in La Huizachera (outside of Guadalajara, MX) with kids like Mauro here, taking pictures and making videos. Tonight, some of their work is showcased at ATA:
These children live along a polluted canal that carries untreated human and industrial waste away from Guadalajara. The state of the canal deeply affects the health of the community. IMDEC, the Mexican Institute for Community Development, has been working weekly with the children in the community to educate them about the environment. They gave digital point-and-shoot cameras to the kids, taught them to use them and have been helping them capture their perspectives and their neighborhood. The phenomenal and moving photos were shot, selected and titled by the children.
My Lucky Number’s One saw these somewhere yesterday. They’re a mite more ornate than last year’s San Carlos Street Light Buttons, which were also spotted in April. Would you call this new specimen Art Deco? Art Deco Light Buttons? Is this phenomenon confined to early spring?
Anchor Steam tastes like shit. It’s all about drinking a shit ton of Racer 5 and screaming while pissing on a wall.
Ryan is a musician of some kind btw, and he is playing at Dalva tonight some time between 7 and 10 if you want to stop by and buy him an Anchor Steam or something.
"I joked that living in the Mission would be the end of me. And there were nights where it felt like the case.
One night I went out with my friend Allan to the bar that no one goes to on 16th Street, where I lost half my drink and money on the dance floor. Later we skated down 16th to Evelyn Lee, where I fell off my board and landed on my head as the 22 bus sped past behind me. A sobering moment. At the bar, I sulked and nursed my wounds until Allan put on Amy Winehouse’s 'Valerie.' We danced, he dipped me, and I felt better."