Guest post by Amanda Davis  At the age of two Max Stadnik tripped and fell on a Tinker Toy, lodging a rod a few centimeters into his brain and practically taking out his eye. Little did he know that the $20,000 his mother won in a settlement against the toy

This post is made possible by the fine folks at the Contemporary Jewish Museum. Interested in supporting an article? Holler at Alex@BrokeAssStuart.com  Classic Jewish folk tales are now on display at Contemporary Jewish Museum are new works created by 16 artists. In Jewish Folktales Retold: Artist as Maggid  (storyteller), the artists perused

San Francisco is an old, iron safe filled with gold, glory, disaster, and secrets. SFCentric History is a column, by SF writer V. Alexandra de F. Szoenyi, that digs in the vaults of local history and shares the sensational people, places, and things that rocked San Francisco. Frida Kahlo and Diego Rivera

Broke-Ass Stuart is now accepting poetry submissions to be featured in the BAS Poetry: Arts & Culture column. Written & curated by Corinne Avganim. Monday, bloody Monday. Not sure about you, but I need a major distraction from reality today. So, I have decided to spend the day embodying Bloody Maria – a graphic

Broke-Ass Stuart is now accepting poetry submissions to be featured in the BAS Poetry: Arts & Culture column. Written & curated by Corinne Avganim. Well, that was a doozy of a couple of months, but I’m back with a special two part feature of poetry by fellow San Franciscan, Taylor Melligan. These two

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