A San Francisco Thursday
It is hard for me to believe, but in my first year of retirement I may have been over to San Francisco more times than in the ten years previously. Something about freedom that makes you move…Yesterday was another excursion over to catch the Impressionist Exhibit at the deYoung Museum before it closes on Sept. 6. Woke up to the fact this week that I was going to miss it if I did not jump. I think half of San Francisco also realized that, because there were crowds everywhere.
Crowds to get on the bridge
Crowds to get off the freeway (construction on Fell St. backed everything up).
and crowds in the museum where you were not allowed to take pictures inside the Impressionist Exhibit…
So, I took what shots I could get a good vantage point of (with no one standing in front of me) and which thrilled me to see. There was Joan Brown’s Noel and Bob, 1964. Lush color and texture and great face on Noel (plus anything with a dog…)
and the other side of my psych that likes images that represent the simplicity of Asian Art was fed, too. (The murals by Piazzoni, The Sea, 1931, that were saved from the old library that is now the Asian Art Museum):
Then, as we waited for our appointed hour to get into the main show, I found a small gallery that swept me away—photos and grids, photos and grids, photos and grids, tra la…
Ed Ruscha and Los Angeles parking lots:
The grid of forty-six photos on the wall taken in Iceland by Olafur Eliasson, The River-raft Series, 2000. Does repetition make it a mosaic?
and a collection of found everyday objects by Nigel Poor, “Found” Project, 1998.
A David Hockney photocollage of Luncheon at the British Embassy, Tokyo, February 16, 1983.
A panoramic view of San Francisco by Mark Klett and Michael Lundgren, 2004,
There was a lot in this small gallery to absorb. Note to self: try more black and whites and get into that panoramic mode!
After fighting the crowds, things took a definite up-swing when we found a new restaurant for a late, ravenous lunch that may have had the best pizza, evah…
Pizzette 211 at 211 23rd Street
The desert and frosting on the cake were the mosaic murals we passed on the facade of a school when we walked on 23rd Street from the restaurant back to our car.
“Art, art, I want you. Art you make it pretty hard not to.” (don’t miss this Youtube video)
A black and white using the RetroCamera app. Now all I have to do is find a large wall that is empty so that it can take twenty framed photos!