Guest Post by: Gail Barnes Poster artists have always struggled to survive. A new poster artist collective that includes a print shop and gallery in the heart of Haight aims change the name of the game. Serving not only the Lower Haight, but the city at large with educational programming, the
While out wandering around Golden Gate Park with my friend Kayla the other afternoon I came across a brilliant little art project. Somebody is putting googly eyes on statues in the park and it is absolutely incredible. The first one we found was in the Shakespeare Garden. Walking into the
Guests now walk around on flower petals at the Asian Art Museum. Both inside and out, Megan Wilson’s bright summer of love infused flowers decorate the sidewalk, walls, and walkways, so whether you’re rushing to work at the Civic Center, or perusing the new Flower Power exhibit, passersby pause, if only for a second, and smile. That smile seems to be the universal effect of flowers on people no matter their destination.
Broke-Ass Stuart is now accepting poetry submissions to be featured in the BAS Poetry: Arts & Culture column. Written & curated by Corinne Avganim. It is HOT in San Francisco, which I’ve decided means I am on a visceral vacation. Sitting in the heat, drinking a cold one, and reading pretty words about
Broke-Ass Stuart is now accepting poetry submissions to be featured in the BAS Poetry: Arts & Culture column. Written & curated by Corinne Avganim. Okay, this is bizarre. In an older post, I mentioned how BAS Poetry has turned my inbox into a treasure trove of pleasant surprises. The latest gem – an email from a
Advertisers and mass marketers are hip to our love of the boob and enjoy co-opting it for their own nefarious purposes. Nobody asked breasts if they wanted to sell muscle cars and light beer. Nobody asked them if they enjoyed men’s pro basketball games or boxing matches, but they were
Written and curated by Corinne Avganim Ritual Coffee By Mark Mason Mark Mason is a writer and poet from a small town in England. He now lives in San Francisco, California. You can check out his novel, Our Endless Covered Ways on Amazon. The lights hung from long wires, like illuminated veins.