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Here are some ridiculous promotional photos for this summer’s upcoming shows featuring Ocean-themed screenprint projects.  I might regret this.

Valencia to Vermont, my installation of 24th Street screenprints on wood, is now hanging in the office of Supervisor David Campos in City Hall.

It is an honor to see my work on the same hallowed walls that enclosed the likes of Harvey Milk, Dianne Feinstein and George Moscone, preventing them from falling out of the building and helping them determine where rooms ended.  This is all the more exciting for me because Mr. Campos does admirable work representing the Mission and Bernal Heights on the progressive wing of the San Francisco Board of Supervisors –these cityscapes document our mutual district by intersection.   What a cool opportunity!

Thanks to Sheila and David for making this possible.  Thanks to EB for helping with a tricky install and the camera work.

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Remember Michelle Chandra?

She’s the photographer that individually shot all thirty of my screenprints of three cones in the woods at thirty different times of day.

I got the chance to return the favor last Monday by male-modelling for her new project.  She’s been folding butterflies from translucent vellum and theatrically suspending them in a series of portraits she’s shooting at the SF City College studio.

Even though appearing happy and standing on my feet for extended periods are two personal weaknesses, I was happy to endure this four hour light-rigging nightmare freewheeling adventure that Michelle shot on black and white film and will assiduously hand develop.I think they worked out as well as photos of me could probably ever  work out.

Here’s the best one out of sixty. (Erin’s turned out way better)

I was already on pace to complete this new series for the beginning of February.

So I figured I might as well proceed with my weekend woodwoorking marathon to fabricate the frames on schedule. How could I pass up the chance for such choice alliteration?

It feels good to be manically productive.  I feel that this series has moved me forward in some important and presently not understood way.  Thanks to Jesse and zMom for advice, room, board.

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The payoff:

Kids receive their Little Opera tees:

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Look! I completed a 10 day project of retroactively tagging and categorizing all every feather2pixel blog post written in the last 5 years.

Try clicking on one!

That old stuff gets really embarrassing but I stand by it.

Also–Please notice the tag cloud located on the feather2pixel sidebar.

I finally got the chance to visit the home of Keith W in Sacramento.  This long overdue trip gave me the chance to check out Keith’s outstanding collection of Temporary Spaces, which is said to be the finest in the world. This long overdue trip also gave me the chance to check out the size of the embryo growing in his wife Tiffany. Needless to say, both art and kid are taking up a lot of space.  I didn’t pass up the chance for a photo-op with the former.  K.W., next time I hope you jump in there, too.

SF Open Studios is coming up.  I will be practically giving away selling a new limited edition of screen prints on trash.

…If I don’t spend all my time organizing the event and designing promotional materials.  Here’s the postcard:

CELLspace Open Studios

11-5:30PM | Sat-Sun October 1-2, 2011 | 2050 Bryant St

Hey I am co-presenting at an architecture conference in San Francisco this September.  My friends Kelli and Seth have reassembled the Local Mission team to disseminate our thoughts on promoting community through food as part of the American Institute of Architect’s Architecture in the City Festival. Dinner included!

I kind of went back and forth about posting this.  But this is a really nice thing and it makes me feel proud so I am going to post it.  Plus, I am procrastinating.

Yo! Local Mission Eatery just won California Home & Design reader’s choice award for best designed restaurant in San Francisco!

I would like to think that my 30-foot long installation of geographically ordered screenprints on wood tiles that visually map the Mission District by intersection had something noteworthy to contribute to the execution of this concept, but alas there is no love for (nor even mention of!)  Valencia to Vermont to be found anywhere on the website’s otherwise triumphant press release.

Eh, that’s okay. It’s my friends friends Kelli Franz and Seth Pare-Mayer (architects),  Sterling Tougas (contractor), Yaron Milgrom and Jake Des Voignes (co-owners) who deserve the kudos for a thoughtfully realized project.   I was just happy to be along for the ride.

Check it out here.

You should realize that I have the best of blogging intentions. Not only am I usually thinking of great ideas for posts, but I constantly find myself toying with concepts for simple flourishes that I’m confident would accumulate to the astonishingly rich digital archive of my dreams. Man I’m telling you, in a certain imagining of my life there’s something delightful posted about every cognitive-behavioral event I experience.  You would log on every day and I would knock your socks off. Woe is me that somewhere along the way, the gap between my ambition and my lack of follow-through comes to bear.

For example, take this screen drying cabinet I just built.

While depicting no overstatement in an account of my true feelings, I can honestly tell you that I would feel so much more complete and validated if I:

• told you the story of how I very grudgingly decided to build this myself once my carpenter leads dried up.
• chronicled my 10 day evolution from shamefully bad to very bad woodworker.
• described the notably not worth it sense of accomplishment I felt upon completion.

Seriously.

I am just a closeted, self-loathing product of of my time and place.

But anyway, in practice I guess I suck at this.  Basically the main idea is that now I know how to build a wooden box on wheels.

…Kind of.

…It’ll come in handy.  (Thanks to Jake R. and Jesse B. for the invaluable advice on this.)

I hope you don’t mind if I interrupt ignoring my journal to post a Halloween picture.  For years I have wanted to dress up in the uniform my students and colleagues wear everyday.  This year I finally did it.  Not just that, but me and fellow instructor Robbie Jackson dressed as each other.

Except I never wear a tie and he isn’t a slob.