It’s been such a crazy week, I totally forgot to mention that Loose Change (the dance company Stephanie’s in) will be having a fundraiser this Saturday (Sept 15) at City Dance in San Francisco.
They’ll be performing a few “modern hip hop” pieces from the show they’re doing in Salt Lake City at the end of the month. But in order to get there, they need to raise some money. So there’s gonna be a few other local companies performing, a raffle, a bake sale, and apparently I’ll be manning the grill!
So if you’re looking for something fun to do on Saturday (anytime from 6:30pm till 11), come check it out. Stephanie’s got all the juicy details here: Send us to Salt Lake!
And don’t forget me as a Southpark character. I love these things. You can make your own here. You know you want to. And the best part is, they’ll actually export it to a jpeg for you! Nice touch. Via Brian.
Bicycle CarouselParent-powered Carnival SwingsPower Tool DragstersPower Tool Drag Race: The Jump of DOOM!Lego Model Railroading (the other LUG)Cityscape Artcar (one of many)Thumb-sized solar car (complete with circuit board flames)
If you leave a painting by the side of a building in San Francisco, there’s a good chance it’ll be picked up by a blogger.
After seeing The Thermals, I walked from Bottom of the Hill to De Haro to catch the 19 back home. Those few blocks take me past the bar Parkside. It was closed, no one was around, but on the sidewalk, set against its red wall, was an oil painting on canvas board of a still life. Sitting next to it were some empty bottles of cleaning fluid.
I was feeling a little buzzed after two beers, a great show, and jetlag, so what I saw didn’t really register until a few paces later. I stopped and looked back. And then walked back. Had it been set out with the trash? On purpose? Even in the yellowish tinge of the streetlights, the colors really caught my attention. At first I thought it must be just a print. I picked it up and looked closer. No, those really were brushstrokes. It was signed LEIBERT.
I looked around. No one was around. 17th Street at night is dead. I looked at the painting again and tried to decide through my hazy mind whether the composition was worth bringing all the way home.
Stephanie put it in the kitchen. It looks really nice there.
I just thought to google for “leibert painting san francisco” and found: Meighan Leibert. It looks like I have an email to send.
The photo shows a cup of sugar in a pot with a cup of water, taken for my post on making Meyer lemonade, but one I ended up not using.
I didn’t realize it was my 10,000th photo right away because for some reason the unique photo ids wrapped at IMG_9900.jpg, with this one being IMG_0100.jpg. The wrap around moment itself occurred at the Louvre while I was taking pictures of Psyche Revived by Cupid’s Kiss.
The first photo taken with this camera? An unintentionally unattractive “Is this thing on?” self-portrait that I have no intention of republishing here.