My Dear Mr. James,: san francisco

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Saturday, January 05, 2013

helping take down city hall xmas tree

space is pretty.

xxx

Saturday, December 22, 2012

mejillones en escabeche from conservas ria de arosa

rainy-day-can't-be-bothered-to-go-out food. got this from a grocery in hayes valley selling food from spain.

xxx

Thursday, November 08, 2012

'house of trixxx' first draft is done!

© Joselito Briones yay! first draft of "house of trixxx" is done. thanks to wil and charles for their crits. I read somewhere that once the first draft is done I'm supposed to put it away and step back for some time, and that's exactly what i'm gonna do. now off to scout locations. XXX

Thursday, August 02, 2012

aim high

Print by David Shrigley

bought this print by david shrigley from his ybca exhibit called "brain activity". it's kinda moronic in its simplicity and crudity (as most of his works are). i just like it because it says if you aim too high you're likely to miss the point entirely.

anyhoo. the print is called "aim high" and according to the ybca site:
Yerba Buena Center for the Arts is proud to announce a new limited edition woodblock print by David Shrigley. The print is 22 1/2" x 16 1/2" on Hahnemühle Copperplate 300gr paper, printed at Kala Art Institute in an edition of 250 signed and numbered by the artist.

was surprised to find out that it costs more to have it framed in the simplest possible type (am guessing my choice to make the framing of the "archival" type made it more so). maybe i've just gotten too used to disposable ikea frames.

XXX

Friday, June 15, 2012

beware of the company you keep

American Idiot at the Orpheum Theatre

the music (and the conductor doing his thing at the corner of the stage as part of the performance) - it got too loud at some point, but that only served to heighten the effect of the quieter numbers; van hughes as johnny (he was understandably miffed when he saw that not everybody gave him standing ovation at the end of the show, he seemed to have given it his all); the staging

the gratuitous wire number (i swear if i ever see another production number in any show with cast dangling on wires i'll heckle and boo the whole thing); the performance of the rest of the cast and company (st. jimmy choked a couple of times, whatshername was all athleticism and no grace, the guy who opened the show with the first few lines of the title song seemed to have been a cast-off from "the big gay musical", and the rest of the ensemble was bleh)

judging from the number of times the boy with the bieber-mop hair who sat next to me flipped his head, cued by punctuations from the show, it was a success with even the youngest members of the crowd. That the parents accompanying him seemed to have given him the "i'll explain later" look whenever there was swearing and simulated sex in the performance (there was a lot of both) gave me the impression that it was more embarrassing than entertaining for them.

XXX