Mission Mission

Sexpigeon puzzled over this mural today. I’m going to take a gamble and assume that it’s on the side of the Walgreens on 16th based on the flanking photos in the stream.

Oddly, I learned new things about both Elvis and and Patrick Stewart today before seeing this. Coincidence or cosmic anomaly?

1. Jailhouse Rock alludes to prison rape “Number 47 said to number 3, You’re the cutest jailbird I ever did see…”
2. Patrick Stewart explains why, unlike his ex-Starfleet comrades, he doesn’t twitter.

Bonus video of Patrick Stewart acting like a total perv on Extras:

People having been raving about The Secret Alley: “What the hell is this?!” – A Recent Visitor.

This Saturday night it will be be filled with art & music. The Yellow Dress, Chris Klippel and Quite Polite will all be playing their awesome music, starting at 9pm. There will be an art show in the lobby, featuring the sweet works of Gretchen Natvig, Taylor Meers Jacobs, Sasha Mace, Michelle Fleck and Sarah Thibault, opening at 8pm. If that sounds good, come by 180 Capp Street, between 16th and 17th Saturday night, it should be fun.

(Disclosure: I am one of those dorks at The Secret Alley, so this is really just self-promotion, which is why it reads like a press release)

Poster design by Cody Frost.

This amazing chalk rendition of Quetzalcoatl (any relation to Missionlocatl?) just popped up on 21st and Valencia. More pictures and details are up on the artist’s blog.

Spotted at the Rite Spot Cafe on 17th and Folsom.

Two theories:

1. This tagger has no imagination and/or some serious guts. “Yeah that’s right, I’m Peter Crawford! Come get me you pigs!!”
2. Someone is trying to frame this guy. Or maybe this guy: British award-winning, freelance film-maker, author, photographer and lecturer Peter Crawford. Moral: Don’t mess with taggers! Just because they are mostly pasty self-righteous wimps doesn’t mean they can’t fight back!

Burrito Justice has the scoop.

What would the Bizarro counterpart (see Superboy #68, 1957 -ed.) of our commander in chief look like? I think this artist rendering in the front door of La Rondalla answers that question.

Note how the artist managed to convey polished chrome features without the use of color. The hand-rendered lens flare effect is very refreshing a post-Photoshop world. Also, the intentional facial asymmetry of the subject allows us to reflect on our own imperfections and embrace them.

Perhaps most amazingly, the piece is dated 6-11-80. This artist was clearly far ahead of his time. I am glad this masterpiece has been carefully preserved in a quality binder sleeve for future generations to enjoy.

Nikolas Larson sent us this amazing technicolor lion he chalked up on 20th and Valencia. Pretty bitchin’, Nikolas. Looks like all those days in detention payed off.

Oh no. Oh no, no, no. You’re mucking this up terribly. Was that chilly white just a base coat? You were looking as beautiful as a Banana Republic. Must you really dress yourself as a Tex-Mex children’s hospital? Please reconsider.

From Sexpigeon, an update on the Walgreens-in-progress on Cesar Chavez/Mission.

I must say, I agree with the criticism so far.  However! I’m feeling positive toward 2k10 and all that it may bring.  Perhaps our new Walgreens will end up looking like a pimp pastel Mondrian?

Jscinsf submitted this shot from Bryant & 18th:

Over which the following email exchange quickly transpired:

Vic:

Thanks, but that doesn’t even make sense. How do you return a fuck after your done “renting” it? Rentals generally refer to goods, not services. Unless “fuck” refers to a douchey person whom one might call a “fuck” (it’s a stretch), but why would you want to rent one of those? You can just go to the Marina and hang out for a couple of hours and get it gratis. This street artist clearly did not think this through.

Kev:

Ever hear of prostitution?

Kat:

If you’re not gonna give a fuck, you’re not gonna get a fuck, so why not just rent a fuck?  That’s my stance.

For more on “fuck”, there was a documentary film that came out a few years ago that covers the subject quite well.

There, that should settle the question as to whether or not what we do is journalism.

While we’re on the subject of street art, it might interest you that we were contacted by a notable men’s magazine about publicizing their video profile on Dickchicken. We unanimously declined; I think we’ve done enough for Dickchicken. We watched it and he’s a dick. I won’t link it but you can probably find it by googling a magazine that rhymes with “Greyboy”.

A message from some person(s).

Anyway, some people just have phone issues.