Bueno in the Bay

San Fran-fucking-cisco. I’m yours! Though I’ve only been here for three days, I feel so at home. Well, as at home as I can feel with­out my own place. I’m cur­rently stay­ing with my friend Justin, right in the hills above The Cas­tro. The couch I’m on is near a win­dow with an amaz­ing view of the city. Ear­lier, I even watched a fire­work show explode out of downtown…all from the liv­ing room. I’ve also been tak­ing care of busi­ness, and yes­ter­day started hunt­ing for work — that landed me two meet­ings for next week. Score.

Tonight, my adven­ture of the evening was down on Larkin St., at the White Walls Gallery, where I checked out the open­ing recep­tion for Mike Giant’s new show. I have been a long time fan of his work, but had never seen any of it in per­son, so I was really excited. (I even planned my move around this time SO I could make the open­ing, hehe.) Shit ruled! I was also sur­prised that on most of the pieces there were pen­ciled in notes around the darker mark­ered lines…pretty neat to see bits of his thoughts. I want to check it out again before the show closes on the 1st of Novem­ber, so if any­one is up here and inter­ested, lets go!

Out­side of White Walls:

This is the first thing that I saw as I walked in. Huge!

More pho­tos can be found on my Flickr. Woop.