— By Kevin Montgomery (@kevinmonty) |
JJ San shot this at Sunday's “Streets of San Francisco BMX” contest at the Ferry Building:
The whole event was basically over but then everyone egged this guy on to try clearing this jump. They made this nice wooden landing for him but in the end he didn't even use it! He had fallen multiple times throughout the day on various things; he's got a pretty good tolerance for pain apparently!
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— By Bailey Genine |
Letter from my neighbor:
Hey guys-
My response:
Hey Bros,
Thanks for the letter! I've always wanted a pen pal. I just wanted to come right out and say it, I'm a person. I saw that you requested I stop walking on my heels, but because of evolution, I'm afraid that's the only way I know how to walk. For your convenience I'm including a list of animals that don't walk on their heels. I'll even draw a chart to scale for you.
Of course, right off of the bat (that's a saying, I don't actually play baseball), I thought of the velociraptor (of Jurassic Park fame). They're a lot like cats, except for the lack of fur, whiskers, cute little purring and their tendency to play with fake mice. Anyway, dogs, mice, scarecrows, real crows, and sharks also do not walk on their heels/cannot walk/do not have feet.
I hope you find this information helpful, and sorry about the chart, but I drew it life-size and I'm afraid this piece of paper only covers the size of a dog's belly.
Regards,
'Guys' <— I can't believe you already have a nickname for me.
P.S. We're not really “bros” unless we are! Weird. Have you ever seen Star Wars?
— By Kevin Montgomery (@kevinmonty) |
Since San Franciscans like everything about bike messengers, the latest installment from California is a place is sure to be a hit.
— By Kevin Montgomery (@kevinmonty) |
— By Brizz |
Apparently, Lefty O'Doul, which I found out was merely a mannequin and not a taxidermied version of the man himself, had his left arm stolen a few years back and was taken on a whirlwind tour of the globe, as reported by NPR. Not bad, not bad, but I'd like to see someone do this with one of the Doggy Diner heads.
I showed up, spurred on more by the rumors of free alcohol than by any interest in seeing the reattachment of the arm by an actual doctor (paid for by Obamacare). I shot this and it features at least one world famous blogger, Beth Spotswood, who blogged about me blogging about her and here I am blogging about that like an even shittier version of Inception. Here's a bonus video I shot of Stevie Nicks talking to the doctor:
— By Kevin Montgomery (@kevinmonty) |
Sympathetic to those 10% of Americans are unemployed, Levi's is continuing with their temporary “We Are All Workers” PR stimulus package. This 10x15 foot tower of “climbing blocks” is debuting on the corner of Market and Powell this week, with the available white surfaces to filled by a “hired illustrator.” How long do you think it will take these to be embraced by the locals?
— By Kevin Montgomery (@kevinmonty) |
Meli over at Bikes and The City recently checked out the TechnoCRAFT exhibit at the YBCA and stumbled upon these epic Cyclecide rides. Needless to say, the Golden Gate Bike is, hands down, the best bike I've ever seen.
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— By Jenny Wilson |
John Waters, Hollywood Smile Train, 2009. C-prints, edition of 5, 26 3/4 x 20 3/4 inches framed. Courtesy of Rena Bransten Gallery, San Francisco, CA
John Waters' fourth solo exhibition at Rena Bransten Gallery entitled, Rush, is now on view through July 10th. The exhibition, aptly titled after Rush liquid incense, the alkyl nitrites inhaled for recreational purposes (more commonly referred to as “whip-its” by the kids I roll with) gives you just that.
Rush boasts a comical fiberglass mixed-media sculpture of Ike Turner forcing his puppet, a fur coat and pink dress clad Tina Turner to perform a sassy dance. Other memorable works are the film stills of Hollywood stars appropriated onto butts, poking fun at the filmie technique of Rear Projection (the works title) and appropriately finishing the sequence of photographs with “the end,” a perfect double entendre! The piece, Hollywood Smile Train, is composed of images of Tom Cruise, Hitchcock, Meryl Streep, and other celebs with harelips, and not in that hot Joaquin Phoenix kind of way.
The exhibition also incorporates a series of photographs taken from the movie set of Pecker, the 1998 comedy written and directed by Waters about a young photographer plucked from Baltimore and promised to become a New York art star. The stills challenge the contemporary idea of the art worlds relationship with celebrity, its obsession with the next big thing, and the excitement and sadness it all incorporates.
The exhibition is an insiders peek into the film and art world as seen by Waters, but manages to keep outsiders in on the joke too. The exhibition ends July 10th.
— By Brizz |
And by gay, I mean awesome.
— By Kevin Montgomery (@kevinmonty) |
Just to kick it off, I was wondering who sprayed the “We're Here, We're Queer” arrows across town. Eddie Colla takes credit:
If you can't Find SF Pride… from Eddie Colla on Vimeo.
I wonder if whiny NIMBY neighbors are “cool” with this kind of graffiti because it “celebrates diversity?” I mean, at the end of the day, it is still spraypaint on Market Street. Are they just hypocrites? I digress... Eddie emailed in to tell us that it was actually spray chalk, so it will disappear shortly. “Just long enough to be up for pride.”
Borrowed, Bought, Stolen. calls this Valencia and 18th piece “Take My Hand.” I don't think I could do any better than that. (link)
(photo by captain_nod)
Found at 20th and Tennessee (photo by eviloars)
Finally, in drug-induced mural news, Flickr user micromero has the scoop on the latest in Balmy Alley:
I heard there was a new mural in Balmy Alley by famed, old school muralist Mario Torero and when we went for a walk this morning this is what we found. The blank garage door here had been crying out for a strong, beautiful mural. Well, here it is.
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