Photography

Broken Windows

Brad over at Caliber took this choice snap of the immediate aftermath of someone throwing a brick through a window on Mission at 23rd.  Perhaps the scene isn't as dramatic as the recent attempt on Gangster Baby's life, but the reflection on broken glass also made for a rad shot of La Corneta and Mission Dental that's certainly worth a look.

What Did Dolores Park Look Like Prior to 1922?

Goddamn!  The MTA was busy building the J-Church, there was no crappy bathrooms that only 2 people can use at a time, a giant flagpole blocked the view for tourists, Mission High wasn't nearly as beautiful, and just look at all those terraces for drinking all that ironic prohibition-era Mexican beer.

(photo via SFMTA Photo Archive)

Scenes From the Inaugural SF Bike Party Ride

On Friday, I took a break from my busy schedule of drinking lemonade-flavored malt liquor and cussing to check out the inaugural SF Bike Party.  About 300 people turned out for the music-full, SFPD-free ride around the city that looped around the city, hitting up Fisherman's Wharf, Alta Plaza Park, the de Young Museum, and Civic Center.

Undoubtedly the ride demonstrates the positive powers of the SF Bike Community, meaning everyone can get together to dance, drink, and, namely, ride bikes without being inconsiderate towards traffic and the law.  But it was hard to completely get behind the party's strict adherence to the “stop at every red light” rule, as it seemed to be a detriment to the very community they were trying to create.  Rather than maintain a peaceful, party-focused bike parade around the city, they ended up creating a string small packs of 30-40 people separated by an entire block.  If you were unfortunate enough to be in the back of the ride, you didn't even make it to the party stops until the DJs were putting on their last song.

Hella breaks in the ride along the Embarcadero.

But, you know, maybe that's okay.  If splitting up the ride means we get to bump Michael Jackson and Kid Cudi along the route, I suppose that's a tradeoff we can all live with.  That said, it'd be a bummer if SF Bike Party turned into Critical Manners, a ride defined by their adherence to the law which is attended by no more than a dozen total commuter dorks who, when aggregated, appear to be nothing more than a typically-dense pack of old killjoys rolling down Market on the way home from their boring jobs.

But even if the ride has its shortfalls (perhaps it's just teething?), it's not everyday you get you see a few hundred blinking lights rolling along the waterfront.

Seemingly Abandoned Valencia Garage is Actually a Fine Looking Showroom

Ever wanted to know what was behind the garage door adjacent to to the grisly condos 18th and Valencia?  If you had assumed it was just another abandoned building, you'd be wrong.  According to Lynda over at Mission Local, taker of the above pic, the garage has actually been the of the “showroom” of 724, a hybrid gallery and space for table-makers and metal sculptors for the last 5 years.

We just never opened the door,” said Anthony Marschak, the managing director of 724.

This raises the question, why a space such as this one have never opened the doors to their showroom before?  Trying to be exclusive?  Stay underground?  Hate dealing with people? Couldn't figure out how doors work?

Regardless of their motive, they've finally figured out how to unlatch their garage door and they'll be showing off Amanda Lopez's photography starting tomorrow night.

(link)

Can You Name This Neighborhood?

 
Time to put your hyper-local awareness to the test.  Can you tell which fish is out of water?  Bonus, can you tell what the person in green is reaching for?  Here are some hints:
  • Wallet
  • Blackberry
  • Tickets to the theatre
  • Lint
  • Sack of batteries
  • Flask
  • Old Receipts
  • Falconer's business card
  • Bolt cutters
  • Falcon whistle

Winner of this contest joins us in hell.  Partial answer can be found at the photographer's blog.

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