Mission Mission

I mean, I avoid “the bro” every chance I get. But to straight-up bar them from the community? That seems a tad bit like overkill.

Photo by Hamburger Eyes.

Previously:

Bros Vs. Buddhists

two interceptors guarding the albion throne (newly spattered with vomit.)

(via brianwickman)

Do yourself a huge favor and click here to view this photo by mattymatt much bigger. What a shot! I wish I was in the park too!

Wow, there have been some killer photos on the mission flickr feed  and they aren’t all just pics of Dolores Park (which are quickly becoming the Mission photographer equivalent of performing “Freebird”).

Yakubovich:

Jennaaaye:

This week Potential Past and I both noticed the shadows in the park.

By Potential Past.

By me.

And a bonus comic strip about St. Patty’s Day in the park by Charlotte Drury.

Auditioning for National Park status, Dolores Park decided to demonstrate its natural fury last night by transforming its busted water main into a full-fledged geyser.  The warm night air inveigled some inebriated parkers into thinking that muddy slip ‘n slide might be a good idea.  They were soon wet and sorry but provided quality entertainment for the rest of us.

That flash you see above is from another park reveller who thought this would make a good photo op.  Her enthusiastic red-headed friend exclaimed excitedly, “You should email these to MissionMission and they might post it!”  Overwhelmed by the meta-ness of it all, I quietly slinked away.  By then the fire department had showed up and was in the process of ruining all the fun anyway.

And she never did email us the picture.  It was probably way better than my crappy dark one.  Mission paparazzi, have no fear!  Even if you don’t think it’s as epic as one of your neighbor shitting on your apartment (NSFW), someone will like it!  That’s how the internet works.

Hamburger Eyes recently published this stunner by photographer Jai Tanju. Life on earth summed up nice. If you want, you can refrain from turning it into a cheezbrgr ize joke.

Previously:

Badass Gash

Homo Habilis Honeys

I thought a good old-fashioned sidewalk sale was happening this morning on Valencia, but Kevin here informed me that he is in fact moving out.  I wanted to ask where he was moving to in order to help spread the word, but instead we had the following exchange:

Me:  “Heya!”

Kevin:  “Why are you taking pictures?”

Me:  “I just wanted to ask what was going on here.”

Kevin:  “I’m moving.  You can’t take pictures!  Only assholes take pictures of random people.  You’re just a BIIIIIG ASSHOLE”

Me:  “You are probably right about that.  Later!”

So now I’m not even sure if that was Kevin (fairly certain though–I have heard the word ”diva” used to describe him several times), or if Vertical Clearance is moving on to the big salon in the sky or just to Lower Haight/Hayes Valley.  I will have to check out the aftermath on the way back home.

This is probably a tender, vulnerable moment for him, hence his dislike of being photographed (and I concedingly didn’t use any with his face visible).  But really, am I a big asshole?

Last Friday night a group of Bay Area photographers and Flickr contacts met together, many meeting in person for the first time, to storm through the neighborhood taking way too many pictures, ducking the drizzle and stopping for drinks along the way.

The group included Mission Mission regulars Potential Past, and KayVee.INC as well as some other great shooters. I was also lucky enough to tag along.

Above by Justin Beck.

Check out the full set here on Flickr.

I keep noticing this bit of sidewalk stenciling in front of a house on Valencia between 20th and 21st.

It’s not in S. Pigeon’s “Codes Of The City” guide, so I can only assume that this is the meeting place of an underground club where swingers try out all the latest non-standard sex positions. You heard it here first. Knock on their door and ask for an application if you’re interested. (Don’t really do that)