over the last five years i have spent from one to four weekends a month volunteering at alemany farm, on the south slope of bernal heights, in san francisco. it’s an abundant place, teeming with vegetables, fruit, and wildlife all year round. the lepidopterist liam o’brien loves it because so many species of butterflies—and other insects—can be seen there, indeed are thriving there. in 2014, i documented the blooms throughout the months, and though toward the end of the year i didn’t have much time to spend there (photos end in september, with a couple images from my home thrown in), i love the picture this paints of the farm is it changes with time.
this piece was written in january 2014 as a reflection on a five month journey i did not choose to take.
on august 7, 2013, i was—together with the two other members of my home—evicted from our upper haight flat in san francisco. the building had been sold, and the new owner decided they wanted to move in to our apartment, a space that had been my roommate’s home for almost 30 years, and mine for three and a half. i have spent the months since august living in other people’s homes, doing some housesitting, but mostly relying on the generosity of friends offering their extra rooms to me.
this piece is about the effects of displacement, about living in transition. it was read on January 17, 2013 at Campfire: Eviction Ghost Stories and Other Housing Horrors, an event organized by Adriana Camarena’s Unsettlers: Migrants, Homies, and Mammas in the Mission District, together with the Anti-Eviction Mapping Project. A video of my reading that night can be seen on the Campfire website. it was also read at the Red Poppy Art House on January 18, 2014 at the closing of Mona Caron and Dustin Fosnot’s “The Mission Condition—Outwardly Mobile” collaborative piece.
My story was also featured on KQED’s Priced Out, and I participated in a discussion, Artists, Galleries Displaced Amid Tech Boom on KQED’s Forum on March 7, 2014.
NOVEMBER 2014 addition:
I was interviewed by a Japanese reporter covering the boom and accompanying housing crisis for the Tokyo Keizai paper.
i have been living as a sort of ghost for the last five months. this taurus girl born in the year of the ox, a creature of stability who thrives on sanctuary, i was forced out of my cozy home in the haight in august, a place i would have stayed indefinitely if given the chance. uprooted, not feeling much more than the shell of myself almost half a year now, i have floated from one generous friend’s home to the next. ironically, the mission district building that has given me the most stability—the one in which four of the six units are occupied by friends, and where i have been welcomed into three of them in this period—is on the verge of being sold. there all of the residents live in a state of dread of what will happen next for them, and on some level i am an uncomfortable apparition of what is most likely to come. a lot of attention has been called to the displacement of artists, and yes, there we are artists, but most importantly i think, is our common denominator of having shown up as informed and impassioned activists at struggles from those for the rights of people with AIDS, to demanding food security, to protecting sex workers, to protesting the wars and nuclear power and economic injustice and climate change, to burning effigies at gay shame rallies, to participating in city-wide riots and mourning over the dan white verdict, to joining occupy, and on and on and on over the 5, 10, 20, 30, 40 years we have lived in the city.
two out of the other three homes i have stayed in are owned by friends, people fighting for rights of refugees, a nature-based artist, a san francisco-based writer who firmly planted the presence of the google buses in our consciousness and discourse lest they simply slide by morning and evening, day after day, without us noting our outrage. i am glad these friends own homes in this city that i, and they, love.
as i spend a month here, two months there, i keep my food in a box, my clothes in a bag, shoes in a black plastic garbage sack, some books i thought i couldn’t live without in my office, my bicycles in a neighbor’s garage. and my plants? i line the edges of the rooms i stay in with my belongings. i didn’t use closets, drawers, bathroom cabinets, kitchen shelves for four months, knowing always i am a visitor here and subconsciously trying to erase traces of my presence all the time. i am the kind of person who typically unpacks her suitcase when traveling, or unpacks within hours of returning home to really settle in. i feel the tenuousness of my existence each time i scrape the edges of a room clean in moving to the next space.
each time i change my living space, my perspective and orientation to my world changes. i feel ripped from my normal fabric of understanding of and integration into my community, my patterns and paths have to be relearned again new. i have only been to yoga two or three times since august, i have found it hard to stick to a meditation schedule, and i stopped my weekly acupuncture visits, even though i live much closer to the clinic than i did before. these are most useful to me now, and it feels difficult to explain, but holding a routine—outside of one for work—requires a certain settledness which i just don’t have.
i have felt myself withdraw from things. i am less available for friends and community. i find it hard to initiate things, following along for now. i have watched more tv episodes—foreign murder mysteries mostly—in the last five months than i have in the last five years combined, perhaps preferring even dead peoples’ stories to confronting my own. i hear myself talk about myself all the time, most often about my displacement, but also stories about things that happen to me, as if to find some way to verify that i exist here. most jarring, when i reflect on it, is how i, an activist for decades, feel impotent and have lost the fight in myself for this very issue i have been affected by.
there have been some gifts in the process, i want to say too. for two months i stayed with my former dance collaborator who i used to rehearse with weekly, giving us some good catch up time. i helped another host make some improvements in her garden. i was treated often to delicious and healthy gourmet meals at another home. dozens of friends have kept me in mind and sent housing announcements my way, so much so that i never once had to brave craigslist searches. many generous offers to stay for a weekend, or catsit, or housesit were made, for which I’m very grateful.
fundamentally, displacement is disruption of the human experience whether it be due to economic pressure or war or natural disaster or oppression in any form. the current mass disruption is hitting artists and activists the most because we have found creative ways to inhabit the cracks of this city, because low rents allow us to—are even necessary to—fashion a life beyond the status quo, on the edge of what just “getting a job” means. but i don’t want to haunt this city or be an invisible statistic. i want to continue to experience the magic of SF that brought me here originally and firmly plant my feet in to the experience of living here.
After the story hit the local blogosphere and social media outlets* of Mona Caron’s muralized utility box at Duboce and Church, “Manifestation Station”, being removed mid-September of this year, the first step was to track it down. The intrepid (and outraged, thus driven) artist Hugh D’Andrade launched a series of emails and phone calls, and with Mona’s help and that of the media and countless horrified people on social media, found it on a SFMTA lot.
The workers he met there weren’t convinced it wasn’t trash, and was possibly even removed because of the artwork painted on it. But with pressure from the media and neighborhood groups who commissioned the painting of the box and calls from concerned citizens, the agency agreed to release it to the artist if it would be hauled away.
The question then arose: What to do with it now that we’d found it? The removal of the box hit a chord because it was painted to correspond exactly with the environment it was in, to disappear if you will, even, into a beautiful future possibility of the block. Mona has an exquisite sense of perspective and this box demonstrated her skills amazingly.
Many people wanted to keep it in the neighborhood, for fear that its significance and mastery would be lost if placed elsewhere. Suggestions to auction it off to benefit a local organization, or romantically let it float away or live as a seagull perch in some body of water were brainstormed, even to offer it as a tool shed to a local community garden.
But then Mona got this email from a worker at the SFMTA:
We have been making efforts to reduce the weight, probably already down several hundred pounds materials.
The box now still weighs approx. 600 to 700 pounds.
What happened is that the Artwork Mural box on the outside physical attached to another steel box inside.
So please let know when you have arrangements.
We have well protection to the box now, and many people observing the box take photos at the shop.
Everyone wants to preserves the artwork.
Wait, the thing weighs 700 POUNDS!?!? This was discouraging, but good to know the SFMTA folks wanted to see it live on!
There had been offers by some organizations to house it for a little while, but with the news of its weight, the trick was to find a place that we could move it to where it would be permanently placed and appreciated. We lamented the recent loss of Hayes Valley Farm, since it was close and had just the right combo of urban-scape and utopian present/future that the box invokes. Enter me, LisaRuth Elliott, former mural assistant to Mona and a volunteer at Alemany Farm. I suggested there is lots of space at this other urban-utopian experiment. It just so happened that there also was a project underway at the farm by CCA students and alumni to create an outdoor kitchen. The Alemany Outdoor Kitchen (AOK) team happily agreed to incorporate it into the kitchen area being built…but there was paving to be done first.
Fast forward three months, when conditions finally converged to have 1) a truck to transport the box, 2) people available to do it, and 3) a prepared spot where it will live at the AOK.
On Wednesday, December 11, David Solnit and I showed up at 2502 Alameda Street, the SFMTA facility where the box was in a corner of the rail yard visible from Alameda St., with a truck and a furniture dolly. When we approached the box, about ten SFMTA workers spilled out of the facility anticipating watching us struggle with the 700 pound beast, telling battle stories of getting it to the yard with a crane and forklift. One guy escaped back into the building afraid that just watching the move would hurt his back. But with the help of a few of the men (and David’s friend Lisa who is a former UPS worker and thus used to moving all sizes of things), we quickly were able to push and slide it—dolly and all—onto the bed of the truck.
Twenty minutes later we arrived at Alemany Farm, where the emerging AOK was being given granite countertops by AOK Team member and CCA alumnus Alex DeCiccio and local Alemany Dwellings resident and welder Tony. The two of them helped us slide the box and dolly out of the truck and roll it the several hundred (very long and heavy) yards to its final spot at the corner of the demonstration kitchen near the Alemany Farm lower food growing boxes.
There Alex, David, and I saw inside the box for the first time, which contains a second steel door with switches and breaker and the interior which does have quite a bit of hardware still, but plenty of space for storing kitchen equipment.
Update: By Sunday the AOK Team had removed the inner door and much of the remaining internal hardware. Turns out they can use the door hinge for their cabinets!
So, for all the concerned box fans, bloggers, and blog commenters who were afraid that it would get scrapped, there is a happy ending to this crazy saga! We are planning to make a plaque to post near the box with a photo of it in its original context and a short explanation of how it came to be at Alemany Farm. Stay tuned!
Many thanks to Mona Caron; David Solnit; Hugh D’Andrade; Victor Chen and Hubert Wang at SFMTA; Hugh Vanho and the rest of the AOK team; Max Chen; and John Stokes, Erik Rotman, Brett Stephens and the rest of the Friends of Alemany Farm, for their help in coordinating the final move!
PS The mosaic sidewalk is personally a favorite detail of this box’s artwork for me, since it connects to a mosaic project I was coordinating near the Yuba River in August 2012. Mona wasn’t able to make it up to the mountains to help us that weekend (because she was painting the box), so she incorporated a mosaic in the design of the future Duboce Street on the box.
another world is possible, in fact, it exists…
…and it is being created by a network of bicycle activists working in bicycle workshops across europe. the Cyclocamp set up for the duration of Rome’s 10th Interplanetary Critical Mass (Ciemmona) 2013 was a beautiful expression of mutual aid, idea sharing, and solidarity. Cyclocamp is a yearly forum of bike recycling and community workshops from across Europe.
30 may 2013, arrival in rome for the 10th Critical Mass Interplanetaria/Ciemmona
(you’ve gotta check out this video inviting people to come back to rome for the ciemmona 2013!)
after navigating my entry into rome from the airport in the early morning of 30 may, i made my way from roma termini to the tram that would take me to via prenestina where the Cyclocamp had been set up since the beginning of the week. my friend malaerba told me it would be obvious where it was, and indeed, draped in Critical Mass interplanetaria posters, a huge Critical Mass sign, and various other political graffiti messages, it was clear i had arrived at the right place, an old viscose factory in the pigneto quarter. the company had been called snia, so the social center squatted 18 years ago is known as “ex snia” or just “snia.”
here is they what and why from the organizers:
Rome is a city where mobility is exclusively designed for cars. There are few bicycles, poor public transport, and lack of perception of the streets of the common good. Public spaces in Rome are seen as and often used as car parking spaces, while everything that doesn’t move in a car represents an obstacle. This perception means the daily use of a bicycle in Rome brings along an intrinsic subversive status. Cycling fast between tons of slow and smelly scrap metal naturally leads us to imagine a more equal, just and car-free future. Seen from a bike saddle, cars in our city seem like dinosaurs. In 2002, Critical Mass was born in Rome followed by people’s Bike Kitchens. As soon as these two paths crossed, without any help from the state or municipality, the numbers cycling had exponentially multiplied and the urban biker appeared in the Roman metropolitan landscape.
After ten years of wrenches and ideas, we would like to reflect about the meaning and the evolution of today’s Bike workshops and Bike Culture, the sense of the re-appropriation of the common spaces and encourage knowledge exchange. We feel the need to think about our bike riding direction and about the meaning of our mechanical skills. Starting from these questions we decided to share these thoughts with other Bike workshops who have similar experiences and objectives.
The Ciclofficina (bikeworkshops) of Rome have decided to host a Cyclocamp and a bike kitchen forum, not only for greasing ourselves from head to feet but also for sharing thoughts, ideas, practices and knowledge. We are convinced that the coming together of Bike workshops, we will be able to bring a renewed conscience in our global thinking and local acting.
i dragged my brompton suitcase and rolling bag full of heavy books from the street into the vast space. immediately, my german friend julia, who had come over the pond to the SF CM20 celebration last september, peeked her head around the gate. she directed me around the first seemingly abandoned large building to a scene intense with activity. for others coming from the united states, i think it would be hard to contextualize, but it felt immediately similar to disaster relief base camps i had lived and participated in in haiti and peru, and also in thailand. tents dotting the vast yard, a communal kitchen, bottles of beer everywhere. the difference here was that bicycles were a major point of focus, and were lying or being worked on just everywhere. critical mass prep was going down hard with countless custom made cycles, and small to major fixes happening all over the place. a red and yellow bike with silicone squirts emerging from the frame and handlebars scooted by, a diminutive but substantial four seater was being tested by as many grunting males as they navigated the grass, the raised beds and cactus plants, and the hundred people watching their progress. but to imply that everyone had one focus point in any given moment here would be incorrect.
arriving around midday, i found fiorella, who had also been in SF for CM20 and who, along with her partner malaerba, would be my host/concierge/translator/culture explainer/porter/ally for the rest of my trip in rome. she was helping prepare the communal lunch, washing dishes, and feeling right at home at this social center although she works in a ciclofficina in another squat across town once a week. i sit down with a generously mounded plate of aubergines, pasta, tomatoes, bread, and fennel salad. i lit up as i saw the ciclocuoco i knew from paris, giuso, behind the serving table. andrea, who stayed with me for CM20 after riding to SF from Mexico City, was hanging out around the ciclofficina, and marie was with her french crew. even victor veysey took a trip to see what italian DIY bike kitchens and critical mass have going on. rome is a “new” place for me, not having been here for 22 years, but already i was picking out familiar faces and smiling in awe of this community i would be with for the next few days, hearing german, french, english, italian around me…
the cyclocamp had been making excursions to various roman ciclofficini and this afternoon we were riding to the ex-lavanderia, an hour across town. after rolling my bags to my host’s home near fiorella’s apartment, i unpacked my bicycle, and knowing i had just arrived that morning from an overnight flight from the states, fiorella asked me if i wanted to come with them or stay and rest. i couldn’t imagine not rising to the occasion! so julia, fiorella, and i tried to catch up with the 80 folks already en route.
quickly it was apparent i would be seeing all the roman sites on this one ride, not even having changed out of my airplane clothes! at one point i realized that we were riding by the vatican, emphasized by the song chosen for the bike sound system, “it’s a sin.” not the first time on the ride, i grinned incessantly.
the ex-lavanderia is a building inside an official looking compound, through the gate of which the police directed us. quickly, on this nice night, we populate the grassy hill in front of ex-lavanderia, drinking beer, chatting in our various language groups. i meet joey from adelaide, greet victor veysey from SF who buys me a beer, and fabio and giacomo and others try to start the forum at least ten times before it takes. julia and i wander in to the bar and collapse on two red covered comfy chairs, and the resident cat comes and sets up camp on my lap. i am quickly covered with white cat hair, but she is such a love that i could really care less.
the jet lag is starting to take its toll on me, and when we enter the forum room with projector and presentations from the various bike kitchens and collectives (i couldn’t get it together to speak, and fabio told me i could speak the following night) i have to take notes in order to keep awake. it doesn’t actually work, and though i perk up when a slide showing lars’s photo of me with my “one less car” sweatshirt in the noe valley parking lot appears on screen, i soon have to go outside in order to stay awake. simultaneously there is a women/trans/intersex issues discussion outside on the grass, effectively dividing those at the forum from those separately discussing the issues they have with separation… this happens so often!
i wander over to the silkscreening area, just outside the ciclofficina where there is a band playing, where the various groups have brought screens with them: cyclocamp, marseille velorution 2013, “bratapirata”, and various others. i try to figure out what i’ll screen, since i am not identified with the various “logos” quite yet. i don’t want to do marseille 2013 here, maybe it’ll jinx my trip to be presumptive. so i opt for the italian message of “ciao uomini in scatola” which is a snub at car drivers i think works best for me, and on the back of my CM20 shirt it creates a sort of continuation of the theme. luckily i don’t have to wait a super long time before there is a gathering of people heading home, and we follow giuso back to snia.
31 may 2013
the next day i donned my CM20 shirt – hugh d’andrade’s design looks so professional compared to the silkscreens we did the night before and which everyone is wearing. i ended up wearing it over my wool sweater so my italian message to car drivers showed as i corked and rode on the roman streets. arriving to the cyclocamp from my nearby housing i was in time to help slice some bread… i remarked to marie from paris that i have neglected to bring a costume for this ride, since so many others are in sparkly, shiny, reflective outfits. she said with a smirk, maybe it means i don’t have an ego problem… but it makes things so much more festive with the crazy outfits to match the crazy bikes and spirit floating around!
some impressions of critical mass written down in an incredibly exhausted and jet lagged state:
– an anticipatory start by eager cyclists, a far cry from the scolding one we experience from the aggressive growling and screaming in SF that always puts me off.
– from the cyclocamp we tour through the nearby via del pigneto. it’s a diverse population on quaint streets where gentrifying artisan and hipster shops are alongside bars and shops run by africans. we get lots of encouragement from the sidewalks and i’m happy to be guided through the labyrinthian side streets, having kept mostly only to the main roads through the area.
– we meet up with the gathering crowd at piazza vittorio emanuele. it’s a slow steady stream, and i stand outside the iron fence of the square running into yet more italians who were in SF for CM20, or putting two and two together as to the identity of folks at the cyclocamp.
– we spill out of the square with the help of a sound system bike (!) and on the ride there are lots of stops. it is sometimes unclear as to why, since i am often near the front and cannot see how widely spread out the rest of the ride has become making such regrouping stops necessary. at one stop an italian named marco in a german tricolor wool jersey talks to me about my brompton which is almost identical to his, but today his wife is riding it. he asks my name and it turns out he heard me speaking via Skype at a rome social center a few months ago. amazing, the random stranger next to me on this CM a world away has already heard my voice and remembers my name.
– as it grows dark there are more and more irritated drivers, more arguing at intersections, bicyclists’ tempers also flaring more easily. but for all the roman feistiness and passionate expression, i don’t see the kind of escalation often witnessed in SF. sure one driver gets out of his car and rushes a bike, threatens to hit another, but the bicyclists don’t react physically against him, rather they simply watch him freak out and get back in his car and almost hit several other cars as he backs up and speeds away. but mostly others throw words, lots of them press their hands together and wave them up and down, praying, pleading with the corker in front of them, to do something, anything, against/on behalf of what? the steady stream of cyclists celebrating and meandering past, with no end in sight? it is always funny to imagine the driver could think that one corker would have the power to do anything in that situation, but it is repeated again and again, each day.
– the ride ends four hours later for me and the two australians i’ve stopped with for mini pizzas and ridden with for the last hour or so. we are stopped by a samba band (the anarchists are dancing to it, which amuses me!) and firespinning. i look wistfully at the fire popping out above the crowd, but am in a deep conversation about small scale agriculture and the peasant solidarity and food sovereignty movement.
– the party is at fusolab, a geek/hack space which is quite sterile looking with its white institutional walls and is selling very expensive beer. it’s a contribution to the space, i know. a ukelele player goes through all the standard uke tunes downstairs, and i take advantage of the wifi to update my Facebook page with a photo of the day.
i’m writing this to the percussive sound of raindrops on metal and glass and with images of flooded streets, subways, sites of construction (NYC) and washed out fields, foundations, and farms (haiti) in my head. it feels like we’re all gonna have to learn to sail our bicycles through the rising seawaters… a few years ago i helped organize a bike ride around the future shoreline of the City, based on other similar rides that preceded it, with the focus on action against climate change. (graphic to the right by hugh d’andrade!) it seemed important to raise awareness of the changes we could expect if we didn’t see some worldwide collaboration on carbon emissions at the COP15 conference on climate change that year. so we traced where the waters would rise to in downtown SF. looks like new york and other eastern states had a real experience of this possibility in the last day. and no one wants this to be true.
i’m sure i’m not the only one who felt utterly hopeless as i anticipated and watched (once) hurricane, (now) tropical storm sandy trawl along the atlantic coast of the americas this week. it’s a strange space to be in as an experienced disaster relief worker. haven’t i amassed any expertise that could be of service here? from this pacific coast, staying glued to a twitter feed or news reports didn’t assuage my helplessness. and like any plumbing emergency, it really can’t be “fixed” until it’s blown through and a leak’s effects have grown to an explosive point. so, post storm, there are some places you can turn to if you would like to contribute to the relief efforts working to get life back on track. one is occupy sandy relief, an effort backed by the same folks who proved that temporary encampments in the middle of the city can function smoothly. as rebecca solnit writes, “Occupy was born to face another disaster in NYC: the fiscal crisis and fiscal corruption that begat it. But all that camping out, all that solidarity, all those medic tents and community kitchens: they are equipped for this as well, in practicalities as well as spirit.” they are working together with 350.org and recovers.org to move througout the five boroughs assessing and responding to needs. that occupy can still be relevant solidifies my belief in the powerful rhizomes existing from the movement that so many would like to have disappeared. another group whose work i have appreciated over the years is architecture for humanity, and they are forming their response as i write, so check in with them for updates. they are also a group welcoming architects, designers, builders, engineers, or other related professionals living on the east coast to help with their efforts. hint hint.
please also remember haiti has been gravely impacted by the hurricane, just months after hurricane isaac swept through. i heard cholera cases treated in clinics have nearly doubled this week, and entire towns are completely cut off from relief due to road/highway washout. sometimes it’s impossible to believe anything worse could happen to this small country, and then… i’ll direct you to my note written after the earthquake in january 2010 for some ideas of where to donate, if you’re so moved to take action that way. most of the info is relevant still, and doctors without borders and partners in health have been the most vocal in the past couple days.
and in a few short days–on tuesday, 6 november–we’ll be navigating our way through the perfect storm of the presidential–and many state and local–elections. sigh. i know there are some important things on the ballot this time (30-YES it seems, 32-NO, 36-YES, 37-YES, F-NO tho it seems other dambusters i know might feel differently about hetch hetchy), but here’s a little bit of my personal philosopy:
I accept elections as one democratic tool, but I generally find people tend to put WAY too much energy and money and organizing time into the theater of it. I think that it’s a shame that many Americans (insert San Franciscans, Californians, etc. here) don’t participate in elections as this one tool to help direct the course of civic structures and policies, but I also find it a shame that much of the potential and energy is lost once the election is over, and voters (plus those in the public who aren’t) seem to think their engagement with public process and shaping their communities is over when the votes are counted. Pat on the back, sticker on the shirt, I’m a good citizen.
I am always hungering for a coalescence that never seems to materialize out of this amazing time of one-pointed focus, with no visible mass movement continuing to act even on the issues that people seem to stand behind during the campaign. In addition, I have yet to be convinced that any one person can make change from within a machine that’s mainly aimed at reproducing the established convoluted norms. This may seem cynical, but it seems pretty difficult to me to make any real inroads to radical change for even the best intentioned folks. In general, I will be using my time and any influence I have on folks to promote a longer term, slow burn of change and resistance.
i have been really enjoying reading the lapham’s quarterly issue, lines of work (spring 2011), which is a collection of writings across the centuries by and about laborers, toilers, workers of all kinds. it has a spectacular collection of artistic works, a crazy good introduction deconstructing our assumptions about work and who does it for whom, and i particularly liked the piece “time management” detailing hour by hour the work days of people like emily dickinson, gustave flaubert, charles darwin, winston churchill, pg wodehouse, and vladimir nabokov. i even considered devoting a week to each schedule to see if i could live according to their disciplined lives. maybe i’ll save it for a future residency/retreat…
but getting back to the elections, i found myself reading this passage in lines of work from plutarch – written ca. 445 BC – during the week of the (two-party) presidential candidate debates, and would like to have seen this formulated into a question receiving an honest answer. i recognize my rose-colored fantasy of a similar time in the US to what he’s describing – the time of the WPA, the CCC, and widespread respect for trades including the arts in creating as robust an economy as could be mustered then – and also quarrel a little with myself about the viability of the idea of a strong state-led solution coming from the top down. but the fact remains, in our familiar time of war, and though we are lacking a surplus, this sounds like a damn fine way to activate and create resources:
Now that [Athens] was sufficiently provided and sorted with all things necessary for the war, Pericles said they should convert the surplus of its wealth to such undertakings as would hereafter, when completed, give them eternal honor, and for the present, while in process, freely supply all the inhabitants with plenty. With their variety of workmanship and of occasions for service, which summon all arts and trades and require all hands to be employed about them, they do actually put the whole city, in a manner, into state pay–while at the same time she is both beautiful and maintained by herself. For as those who are of age and strength for war are provided for and maintained in the armaments abroad by their pay out of the public stock, so, it being his desire and design that the undisciplined mechanic multitude that stayed at home should not go without their share of public salaries–and yet should not have them given them for sitting still and doing nothing–to this end he thought fit to bring in among them, with the approbation of the people, these vast projects of buildings and designs of work that would be of some continuance before they were finished and would give employment to numerous arts, so that the part of the people that stayed at home might, no less than those that were at sea or in garrisons or on expeditions, have a fair and just occasion of receiving the benefit and having their share of the public moneys.
i’d like to imagine this is one way we could all get valued, included, and compensated for our abilities and it’s an engaging experience for us as well. and i think i won’t be holding my breath that either candidate can offer this, though the stimulus package was an indication of intent.
and now i’d like to transition into the month ahead, steering you to other events to attend and look forward to, as i do.
if you’re into historic sailing vessels, or are a history buff, or wanna support habitat restoration, or if you haven’t gotten yourself to heron’s head park and the ecocenter there, ever, drag yourself on down to the southern part of our City’s SF Bay at hunters point on thursday, 1 november. it’s the kick off for the year of the bay, a crowdsourcing history project that shaping san francisco is also participating in. a highlight for many will be the sailing of the scow schooner, the alma, back to her birthplace in the shipyards of yore. also high on the list is a natural history walk along the bayshore. heron’s head park (where cargo way and jennings meet), 10:30 AM – 6 PM (with the alma arriving at 10:30 AM and the walk at 2 PM), FREE!
on thursday, 1 november, the first annual north oakland day of the dead celebration, procession, and altar building will happen instigated by my friend k. ruby. if you live near dover or mcgregor parks, bring yourselves and your memories and share with your community. meet at dover or mcgregor park, 5 PM (until 8:30 PM), your active participation alone is needed.
here in sf, we get to continue this superbly awesome tradition of our own mission district dia de los muertos/day of the dead procession on friday, 2 november. it was one of the first things i sought out in the City when i moved here in 1995, having grown accustomed to the vibrant celebration in southern california over the previous years. many years i danced/died with a group of other improvisational performers, and some years i have more solemnly processed. in the last couple years there have also been altars including friends created at garfield park amongst the elaborate constructions. i often find myself enjoying connecting with the living as much as i am there to honor the dead. altars: garfield park (harrison and 26th sts.), 6 PM – 11 PM, bring candles in glass or mementos to leave. procession: 22nd and bryant streets, 6 PM gathering, 7 PM start, bring noisemakers, solemnity, altars to loved ones.
a couple nights of solo dancing by sara shelton mann who is somehow dancing with jorge rodolfo de hoyos, alex zendzian, and working with david szlasa can be seen on friday & saturday, 2 & 3 november. love of emptiness is the title of the work by this anchor of the san francisco contemporary dance scene and who has worked with and inspired some of my favorite dancers and performers in the world. joe goode annex, 499 alabama st. #150 (at 17th), 8 PM, $10-$25.
on saturday, 3 november, if a variety of performance is more your thing, head on down to valencia street for the vanessa verlee variety show at viracocha. a night of vaudeville is in the cards, with slapstick, juggling, and song-and-dance. 998 valencia st (at 21st), 8 PM, $10-$15 sliding scale.
you have a couple choices for your sunday, 4 november. first of all, i highly recommend my friend joel pomerantz’s thinkwalks tours. his blurb is a concise way of understanding the city: “Thinkwalks explore the overlap of urban and natural San Francisco. Life in the city, don’t forget, is life in a natural environment, albeit altered by dreams and delusions of humans.” he’ll show you a whole new look (and sound) of the wiggle on his walk the wiggle tour where you’ll learn about an ohlone village, underground water, dunes under your feet, bicycling, and the Great Flood of 1862. meet at the corner of church and duboce, 12 NOON – 2 PM, $10-$40 sliding scale.
on sunday, 4 november, you could also take my friend eleni’s self-healing of ayurveda class, learning about bringing your system into balance for yourself. integral yoga institute, 770 dolores, 4:30 PM – 6:30 PM, $20.
on monday, 5 november, joel is out there again with his mission district water walking tour. it’s worth going just to hear about the “lake that wasn’t,” better known as dolores lagoon, and to which there’s a bronze plaque, sort of officially indicating it’s one time existence. not true however (as christopher richard explained at one of our shaping san francisco talks on 28 sept, 2011), and if you go on joel’s thinkwalk, you’ll hear lots more about the underground water in the area, a topic which i find endlessly fascinating (especially if you’re considering your stand on hetch hetchy and prop F…). meet on the steps of mission dolores at 16th and dolores, 9:30 AM – 11:30 AM, $10-$40 sliding scale.
you’ll want to make sure there’s still space left in this class on tuesday, 6 november, but another friend practicing natural healing, riyana, is giving a class on herbs for cold & flu at the ohlone herbal center in the east bay. you’ll learn about preventative health care, therapies for common winter illnesses, and how to prepare your own home remedies. berkeley, sign up at email@example.com, with “Herbs for Cold and Flu” in the subject line, FREE.
on wednesday, 7 november, the shaping san francisco public talks series kicks in again with an evening of art & politics featuring the Clarion Alley Mural Project crew! they’ve been going 20 years strong, just held the annual clarion alley block party, are doing other projects around the city and internationally, and they wanna tell you all about it. it should be a fabulous night, and i’m hosting! eric quezada center for culture & politics, 518 valencia st. (at 16th), 7:30 PM, FREE (donations appreciated).
on thursday, 8 november, your other local political publishing house, PM Press is launching their new book catastrophism: the apocalyptic politics of collapse and rebirth featuring pieces by sasha lilley of against the grain, and my friend eddie yuen. i’m interested in reading this in light of the recent storm, and of the tendency of pundits and media to explain away larger, more complex problems through a sort of political discourse rooted in apocalyptic notions. green arcade, 1680 market st. (at gough), 7 PM, FREE.
midday, on friday, 9 november, the cadillac hotel’s concerts at the cadillac in the tenderloin is hosting a performance by the tenderloin’s SF Recovery Theatre. we got to know these folks when we were researching for and painting mona caron’s Windows into the Tenderloin mural a few years ago. check out this troupe providing a message of support, hope, consequence and solutions through involvement with theatre arts and music. 280 eddy st. (at leavenworth), 12:30 PM – 1:30 PM, FREE.
another talented man, my friend mokai, is doing an intimate musical evening in the berkeley hills on friday, 9 november as part of the poplar playhouse series. his acoustic folk-blues fingerpicking and fingerstyle guitar playing will be a treat. RSVP for address, 7:30 PM, $10-$20 sliding scale.
debuting their new album, BUILD, on friday, 9 november, rupa and the april fishes will rock the great american music hall! so exctiting to be able to dance in this gorgeous music space to tunes described like this: “In other times and places musical traditions have met to forge a sound that is more insistence than resistance; this band, this album, belong to that long tradition of rebel music.” gamh, 859 o’farrell st (at polk), 9 PM, $17.50 (add $4 surcharge online, or swing by the box office-Mon-Fri: 10:30am-6pm).
although the current exhibition at the museum for craft and folk art was slated to finish mid-december, if you want to see fiber futures x2: japan’s textile pioneers, you will now want to make sure you do before saturday, 10 november, the date until which it will be open to the public. this work is intricate, whimsical, innovative, sculptural, a fusion of artisinal and industrial textile making with a high level of craftspersonship. 51 yerba buena lane (at mission between 3rd and 4th sts.), wed – sat 11 AM – 6 PM, $5.
we at shaping san francisco are doing a two-hour DISSENT bicycle history tour on saturday, 10 november. one of my favorite rides led by chris carlsson through the city will uncover all sorts of social movements from literary to food-based to transit-based. basic. it’s how san francisco was shaped, and it’s inspiration to continue to create our lives in a contrarian spirit! RSVP at 415.608.9035meet at 518 valencia st. (at 16th), 12 NOON – 2 PM, $10-$20 sliding scale, bring snack and water if you need it.
later that afternoon, on saturday, 10 november, there’s another bike ride, so you kinda have to choose… my friend and once co-worker andy thornley is hosting the west of the west bicycle ride. andy says it’ll be kinda like this: “it rolls down the western margin of SF, beginning at the western terminus of the Lincoln Highway in Lincoln Park and heading further west and south along the bluffs and beach, ending up just outside the southern county line at the Broderick-Terry duel site at the southern tip of Lake Merced.” i don’t really get out there much, and a ride filled with history tidbits – including a special segment on carville!! – is my kind of fun! meet at the palace of legion of honor, 1:30 PM – 3:30 PM, $5 non-SFBC members, FREE for members, bring snack and water if you need it.
we at shaping san francisco have joined together with the CIIS department of anthropology and social change and the new nothing cinema to show four films this fall a part of the incite…/insight! free film series. on thursday, 15 november, we’re showing Alcatraz is Not an Island about the native american takeover of alcatraz in 1969, and the subsequent ripple effects all the way around the country as a result of this occupation. new nothing cinema, 16 sherman alley (off folsom near 7th st.), 8 PM, FREE, bring your own snacks/drinks.
head down to the green arcade again on thursday, 15 november, for a reading from the excellent writer and friend summer brenner’s new noir fiction book, nearly nowhere. i can also recommend her noir fiction novel I-5, if you want a good, quick read about the traficking of people along major interstates… 1680 market st. (at gough), 7 PM, FREE.
a popular walking history tour we at shaping san francisco developed last year is a history of market street. on sunday, 18 november, walk through the heart of the city with us, and uncover its hidden histories. it’s part of our focus on urbanism, urban design, and urban transformation in the next year, and we aim to give you a sense of the main thoroughfare as a public space through the decades. meet at front of ferry building on the embarcadero, 1 PM – 3 PM, $5-$10 sliding scale, bring snack and water if you need it.
ongoing through 30 january, 2013 is a spectacular exhibition of laura cunningham’s paintings, before california. my friend sean says: “it totally opens up the imagination around historical ecology and painting…” her vision is great. she arrived at her imaginings through lots of research, but also LOTS of time just sitting in the landscape quietly, observing. there are other events related to the show, including one called the great animal orchestra! at the david brower center, 2150 allston way, berkeley, FREE.
oh, october… coming on the heels of the great yearly speed up that is september, a month when everyone either (a) goes back to school, (b) settles back into work, or (c) decides to throw every event imaginable. me included on (c).
it was an epic last week of september throwing the big 8-day birthday party for 20 years of critical mass in sf. bike art, bike rides (crazy bikes and crazy bicyclists), interviews in print and on the radio and tv, more bike rides (accompanied by spontaneous brass band concerts in golden gate park), music shows, tall bikes, more bike rides (transit history tour), visitors who crisscrossed this country/coast/continent to get here for the celebrations, controversy, more bike rides (with sf’s mosquito abatement crew), a book release, movies, a symposium, a photo contest, more bike rides (down to san jose/along the east sf bay), poster/tshirt/book sales, and a final bike ride to the beach. and of course, the event no one planned, invited anyone to, or organized: the probably 10,000 cyclist strong 20th anniversary ride. as co-editor of the accompanying book, Shift Happens!: Critical Mass at 20, and as part of the welcome committee for the week, i had the distinct pleasure of getting to know so many ambassadors of rides all around the world who have connected me to the vibrancy of the bike rides that have emerged over the past two decades. it’s encouraging and exciting that a core concept developed here—of people coming together spontaneously to ride bikes through the city—is still so adaptable to the needs of urban cyclists confronting car-centric and car-congested cities everywhere. after feeling like the ride has lost a lot of its dynamism here in this city, it is also great to see all the energy generated by new generations of cyclists the world over.
now the smoke of the week has cleared, and i am delving into my own projects again, and catching up on what this city has to offer otherwise. october is just as full…
first of all, if you haven’t yet joined me for one of my lisaruth’s lovin’ from the oven breadmaking instruction evenings, consider yourself invited to bake with me. i have five evenings planned for the fall, the first of which happens THIS thursday, 11 october. up to five lucky people will have dinner at my house, learn how to bake their own delicious bread. there is another workshop on thursday, 25 october with a couple spots left still if you can’t make it this week. (two more in november and one in december in time to learn for your holiday meals, as well.) write me for location and to RSVP, 6:30 PM, FREE (contributions to the dinner welcome).
though this weekend of events surrounding indigenous peoples day has already come and gone, you still have a chance to catch up with the ohlone—the original inhabitants of this peninsula—on wednesday, 10 october at a shaping san francisco public talk that i organized as part of our fall programming. the ohlone profiles project directors and members of the tribe will talk about the truth and reconciliation process they are initiating with the city of SF and issues facing the ohlone peoples’ return. 518 valencia st. (at 16th), 7:30 PM, FREE (donations appreciated).
also on wednesday, 10 october, our friends at the green arcade bookstore are hosting the SF book release and reading for Al-Mutanabbi Street Starts Here: Poets and Writers Respond to the March 5, 2007 Bombing of Baghdad’s Street of Booksellers, an anthology which looks to contain pieces from most of the major women poets of the last half century, contributions from a friend of mine, and a history of this historic baghdad bookselling street known as the literary and intellectual heart of that now-ravaged city. 1680 market st. (at gough), 7 PM, FREE.
the amazingly prolific and talented rebecca solnit has just had the honor of seeing her book, a paradise built in hell, selected by the sf public library as this year’s one city one book choice. this means that there are plenty of opportunities over the next few months to have creative discussions about disasters and how they affect communities (might you just be single-handedly preparing us to deal super-gracefully with the next “big one” and its effects, rebecca?). on wednesday, 10 october there is a book discussion at the intersection for the arts, and on thursday, 11 october you can hear rebecca in conversation about disaster and democracy with the SF fire chief, also a woman, at the main library. WED: intersection for the arts, 925 mission st. #109, 7 PM, FREE. THURS: SFPL main branch, 100 larkin st., 6 PM, FREE.
also at the library are a couple great exhibitions, one in conjunction with one city one book. it’s called street food and looks at the 1906 earthquake kitchens that kept the city fed after the quake and fire here. find out about these spontaneous service centers put together by ordinary people, and the panache they added to their fare. (SFPL main library 6th floor, sf history center, through 1 november, FREE (of course)) i highly recommend catching the tail end of the exhibition, the plastic in question, ending thursday, 11 october (hurry!) involving displays of plastic combed from the point reyes seashore since 1999. the local collectors have created super informative installations about the plastics we so readily toss away without a thought. SFPL main library floors 4 and 5, FREE.
speaking of books, and the written word, san francisco’s annual literary festival, litquake, also started this past weekend. there are way too many events to list here, but the best concentration of events will be on saturday, 13 october at the lit crawl. it will happen in three phases, with things likely getting more interesting as the night goes on. readings will happen in bars, alleys (clarion!), restaurants, the police station(!), galleries, video stores, good vibes, and EVEN in bookstores! various locations around the mission, 6 PM, FREE (donations help).
the day before, on friday, 12 october, the museum of craft and folk art initiates the second part of a fabulous exhibition, fiber futures: japan’s textile pioneers (the museum is an institution not long for this world, i’m afraid. sadness colors these words like a flower-based dye on alum-prepared silk cloth, since the museum is closing its doors in december after 30 years. i can’t tell you the quality of the curated shows i’ve seen here over the past decade. the effect that weaving in the museum space had on me is reflected in the fact that i bought my own backstrap loom soon after. it’s impossible to say where the electric charge of inspiration i had looking at new works there will have on my own creations—from paper art, to lace work, to bojagi, to weavings, to all sorts of textile designs. and after years of admiring my favorite resist dye technique, shibori, i got to try it out last week at a workshop there.) the first part of this show was in-cred-i-ble, so i’m awaiting the next installment with excitement. 51 yerba buena lane (at mission between 3rd and 4th sts.), 5 PM – 8 PM, FREE.
one of the city’s best kept secrets is nestled in the tenderloin once a month, when the cadillac hotel hosts free noontime concerts. this month, on friday, 12 october, they welcome Anna Maria Flechero, a multi-influenced jazz vocalist. it’s so great to spend time in the elegant lobby of this nonprofit SRO listening to great music and a grand piano. And there is always a raffle, you might win! 380 eddy st. (at leavenworth), 12:30 PM – 1:30 PM, FREE.
during the day on saturday, 13 october, i will be co-leading a food politics bicycle history tour with chris carlsson as part of shaping san francisco’s “cycles of history” tours this season. it will be a 2-hour exploration of everything from industrial to artisanal food production, who did the work to keep our city and state growing food, the people’s food system of the 1970s and 1980s, and even will include food tastings… meet at 518 valencia, 12 NOON – 2 PM, $10-$20 sliding scale.
together with the studio for urban projects (and local experts and friends like megan prelinger, ginny white, and amber hasselbring) chris carlsson will be speaking as part of a walking tour, exploring mission creek, on sunday, 14 october. meet at the mission creek park boat launch, 2 PM – 5 PM, $10-$20.
the next wednesday, 17 october, the shaping san francisco public talks series presents silvia federici at the end of her bay area speaking/book tour for revolution at point zero: housework, reproduction, and feminist struggle. the book is a collection of this woman’s radical writings from the 1970s until now, looking at the effects of the capitalist organization of work and women’s place in that. 518 valencia st. (at 16th), 7:30 PM, FREE (donations appreciated).
we at shaping san francisco team up with CIIS’s anthropology department and the new no nothing cinema to present a second documentary on SF history in our incite…/insight free film series (the first was about the uc berkeley students fight against apartheid in the 1980s). we’ll be showing the fall of the i-hotel, a document about the struggle to save the international hotel residents in manila town from eviction, and the building from destruction in the 1970s so that sliver of downtown could be redeveloped in the image of the city’s leaders. new no nothing cinema, 16 sherman alley (off Folsom near 7th st.), 8 PM, FREE (byodrinks).
some lovely friends who are part of solar flare get even lovelier when they are sparkling in the light of the fire they spin, and you can catch some of this flame on friday, 19 october in the middle of the city during 2 blocks of art, an art walk in and around 6th street. UN plaza (market and 7th sts.), 7 PM – 8 PM, FREE.
on saturday, 20 october, we are rolling out a new shaping san francisco walking tour on SOMA’s new transit corridor: 4th street to Mission Bay. 4th street is getting a facelift, and as part of a season focus on urbanism, we are looking at the historical changes over time in this area, and will include the new alterations of the streetscape as they are implemented over the next year here. meet at 4th and market sts., 1 PM – 3 PM, $5-$10.
the rest of that saturday, 20 october you can spend in clarion alley for the always epic block party, featuring music by some of my closest friends, and one of the most amazing concentrated collection of art in the city along the garages and walls of the alley. and ooh, it’s the 20th anniversary of the mural project on the alley!! clarion alley (betw. 17th and 18th and mission and valencia), 12 NOON – 8 PM ??, FREE.
or, you can go to to the potrero hill festival on saturday, 20 october. it’s a benefit for the neighborhood house, with food, music, entertainment, you know, the standard neighborhood block party. i have a soft spot for this village within the city (bernal hits me the same way), and the historians working over there are pretty great too. 20th st. betw. missouri and wisconsin, 11 AM – 4 PM, FREE.
this movie, the invisible men, showing in berkeley on thursday, 25 october sounds intriguing for its collection of overlapping cultural and national identities in the middle east, teasing out the palestinian/israeli conflict from a complete diagonal. it’s part of the east bay international jewish film festival. david brower center, 2150 allston way, berkeley, 4:30 PM, cost unknown.
ooh, what fun! on saturday, 27 october, alemany farm is hosting their (our!) 8th annual harvest festival with great food, bicycle powered hayrides and facepainting for kids, a spit-roasted pig, garlic planting, and live music! it’s such a great time to get acquainted with the farm, get your hands in the dirt, and enjoy some tasty food and friendly people. on the north side of alemany blvd near mission st., 11 AM – 5 PM, bring a side dish or dessert to share.
one fun way to explore san francisco’s past is to hit the cemeteries! shaping san francisco is offering its cemeteries bicycle history tour on sunday, 28 october in colma. find out where all the secrets are buried and explore san francisco outside the city with us on this spirited tour! meet at colma BART station, NOON – 4 PM, $15-$50 sliding scale.
this last weekend i was at the grand re-opening of the palo alto art center, where my talented and inspiring friend paz de la calzada is one of several artists with installations to mark the revamping of this beautiful space. you have plenty of time to check out the exhibition, community creates, as it runs through 14 april, 2013. if you want to take a little field trip, or are often around palo alto, please check out the indoor vertical garden paz has created, the patrick dougherty installation (move over andy goldsworthy!), and the other offerings there. palo alto art center, 1313 newell road, palo alto, 10 AM – 5 PM tues-sat (thurs until 9 PM), 1 PM – 5 PM sun, closed mon, FREE.
and of course, october is that magical month where artists across the city open their homes and studios and warehouses each weekend for open studios. it’s so fun to just open a random door in the city, walk into a garage, or tour artist studios and see what people have been creating. i used to go every year, and got a little tired of seeing the same things, but it’s been a few years and i’m excited to discover again this year. sat & sun, 13 & 14 october: haight, hayes valley, duboce, ocean beach, excelsior, fort mason, sunset, pacific heights, and more. sat & sun, 20 & 21 october: SOMA, TL, dogpatch, bayview, potrero hill. sat & sun, 27 & 28 october: mission, noe valley, bernal, castro. sat & sun, 3 & 4 november: hunters point shipyard and islais creek studios. 11 AM – 6 PM, FREE.
2012 has brought some substantial, and potentially unsettling, changes – new work directions, romance (blush), a brief but weird illness, a full schedule of many non-paid ventures – and most everything is pointing to welcoming risk, staying open to a sense of adventure, and fully inhabiting myself. the several months leading up to the new year have offered more than a general shake up of circumstance, though. they’ve served to highlight the strong foundations i have built up over time, both in my skills and my resource-rich community, and remind me to trust my flexibility, my wisdom, and to continue to keep my heart open and unafraid. in a year marked by a creature breathing fire, look for some moments where my own projects are illuminated. i’m usually the one in (or painting!) the background, making things happen for others, and i’m quite comfortable there, but this year i’m watching as multiple invitations offer themselves for me to shine and share. here’s to full embodiment and the brightness of being!
while we’re on the subject of brightness, don’t let the slippage of the occupy movement from the limelight fool you. for some insight into recent local occupy events, their controversies, and the continued commitment to act as a concerned civil society, there have been some masterful texts written in the last month. chris carlsson, in his infinite ability to synthesize multiple messages and points of view takes on the questions of tactics, and rebecca solnit starts things out with love, as well, in her piece clarifying a whole lot of things we should already know but have somehow lost sight of in the shadow of sensationalism around occupy. coming at these same issues of hegemony and resistance is the ever-eloquent antonio roman-alcalá‘s critique of prince charles’s attempt to comment on the current industrialized food system (from HRH’s position well-rooted in worldwide capitalist domination, as antonio points out). and the farsighted artist mona caron’s current weed project pulls up the resilient harbingers of growth on the margins and shines a whole new light on those unwelcome and invisible guests in the cracks of our urban reality. i am constantly pushed and inspired by these people i am honored to call friends.
the place to start the month was thursday-saturday, 1-3 march at the subterranean arthouse in berkeley,where they’re celebrating their third anniversary in a three day benefest. i attended the star-studded friday night’s variety show with professor burns and the lilac field, seth eisen, and more… check out what they have to offer during their fourth year! 2179 Bancroft Way, (support your local artspace!).
for those of you needing to gather more tools to add to your stress-reduction toolbox, how about some that jon kabat-zinn laid out and my good friend augusta hopkins is now passing on to the rest of us? augusta’s mindfulness-based stress reduction daylongs also include some thich nhat hahn meditation and are happening on saturday, 3 march and sunday, 11 march. 9AM-4PM (3 mar), 614 alabama st. & 10AM-5PM (11 mar), 2150 allston way, berkeley, $50 each day.
i haven’t seen my banjo picking friend jordan klein play music in awhile, but he kindly just sent me an invitation to see a band he plays with, front country, at the atlas cafe on thursday, 8 march. such a friendly venue, such friendly musicians. 3049 20th st., 8 PM, FREE!
sunday streets rolls into 2012 on sunday, 11 march along the embarcadero. it’s always surprising to me how exhilirating it is to just be in public space along one strip of closed off road with other people who have flocked there for a (mostly) non-market based activity. surprising that something this simple works, really. it’s a nice confirmation of my sense that this could be true if most streets were suddenly closed to car traffic. fisherman’s wharf to mariposa street, 11AM-4PM, car-FREE!
wednesday, 14 march is one of those days where you have to decide what to do from too many good things. with the shaping san francisco wednesday night public talks series, i’m locked into one of the choices, but i think the others are just as worthy of your time should you choose not to come to our event:
first, on wednesday, 14 march, shaping san francisco is hosting a very exciting discussion – rebooting the rainbow – on the topic of current popular movements against the historical backdrop of the black panthers, the rainbow coalition, and the book Hillbilly Nationalists. we’ll not only see art of the rainbow coalitions, but some really inspirational folks are on the panel. 1310 mission st @ 9th, 7:30PM-9:30PM, FREE (donations appreciated).
second, keith hennessy is back (twice this month) with his super in-depth dance/art history lessons. it’s all part of his dissertation research and boy am i glad he has chosen to “teach” it and share his process with the rest of us. he’s consistently brilliant and assumption-blowing in his explorations of most anything, and i’m sorry to miss the first installment of IQ | ID (inquiry into dance) on wednesday, 14 march, str8 white contact. kunst-stoff arts, 1 grove st. (under the BK), 7PM-9:30PM, $5 (no-one turned away).
third, local fingerstyle folk bluesman mokai will be playing in fairfax on wednesday, 14 march. he suggests you show up for dessert and drinks. if you’re up that way, check out his toe-tapping tunes and story-rich lyrics or listen to them online. the sleeping lady, 23 broadway, fairfax, 9PM-midnight, get some grub.
finally, wednesday, 14 march is international day of action for rivers, and the org my friend jason rainey heads up, international rivers, is hosting an event that looks more educational in scope than direct action-y in berkeley. there is a movie screening, poetry, and dance on the schedule. check out the great work they are doing every day against dams, and for a healthy world of rivers. the recent dam removals in washington state on the elwha and white salmon have been an inspiration for a lot of us river lovers. 2120 allston way, berkeley, 6PM-9PM, FREE (donations accepted!).
one of my favorite authors for her singular approach to dialogue, gender-confusing characters, and brilliant storytelling, jeannette winterson, will be speaking on friday, 16 march. the theme this time is her own story, as she’s promoting her memoir, why be happy when you could be normal? sounds like it could be a tad bit painful to hear/read, but her ability to wordsmith through those tough life scenes will make it all worth the while. unitarian center, 1187 franklin st @ geary, 7PM, $10 (at door or in advance).
since i didn’t post this in time for you to catch the atlas cafe show, it’s a good thing that the banjo-playing jordan klein and his band, belle monroe & her brewglass boys are bringing their rollicking tunes to cafe du nord on friday, 16 march. i absolutely LOVE singing aloud at the top of my lungs to their collection of bluegrass music (in the comfort of my home), and it’s hella fun to dance to as well. 2174 market st., 8PM-11PM (they are on second), $12 (advance) $15 (door).
the super skillful and self-effacing max chen will see a few of his custom bicycle creations on stage with the ODC dancers this month. the new piece transit, in their dance downtown: program 1, showing on saturday, 17 march, wednesday, 21 march – free valet bike parking this night!, friday, 23 march, and sunday, 15 march, includes the commissions. you can see them in use at the trolley dances last year when ODC performed in front of the library in this video by the stellar videographer loren robertson!! for those of you looking to support an sf dance institution which has built up a really fine dance environment in the city, this company is really accessible and an easy bridge into contemporary dance. i like mine a little edgier, personally. i’m also fully aware it takes all kinds. ybca’s novellus theater, 700 howard st @ 3rd, 8PM, $10 (students) – $70.
another amazing shaping san francisco public talk this month comes on wednesday, 21 march when we highlight jess curtis’s body of work as part of our art & politics subseries. he’ll be in conversation with one of my favorite local aerialists and teachers, joanna haigood. jess has been on the cutting edge of so many dance moments in this city’s history, that after this talk you’ll wish you could travel back in time to be in the crowd watching both his onstage and in situ performances – or at least see all of his many notable hairstyles throughout the years! 1310 mission st @ 9th, 7:30PM-9:30PM, FREE (donations appreciated).
the inimitable kirk read, described by the sf weekly as “san francisco’s freak prince,” treats us to a solo show on friday/saturday 23/24 march, and the following weekend as well, friday/saturday, 30/31 march. computer face brings a lot of seemingly disparate topics (or are they???) all together in one unthinkable tour of words – republicans, computer addiction, satanism, risky sex, and drugs. i think you’ll come away smiling. the garage, 975 howard betw. 5th & 6th, 8PM, $10-$20.
again, the following wednesday, 28 march, you have to make a decision – or divide yourself into three so you can attend all of the following:
on that wednesday, 28 march, shaping san francisco’s public talk series, in conjunction with PM press, has the honor of hosting selma james and andaiye speaking about class and feminism, anti-capitalism, and selma’s new book sex, race, and class: the perspective of winning. selma’s late husband CLR james wrote the seminal history of haiti’s revolution, the black jacobins, so you know haiti will be one of the topics covered as well. i’m really looking forward to hearing from these two outspoken and influential women. 1310 mission st @ 9th, 7:30PM-9:30PM, FREE (donations appreciated).
of course, if you’d rather learn more about the history and lineage of dance from keith hennessy on wednesday, 28 march, you can hear about mangrove that night instead, just down the road. kunst-stoff arts, 1 grove st. (under the BK), 7PM-9:30PM, $5 (no-one turned away).
for the sustainable building/transition/how-do-we-start-to-live-responsibly oriented folks out there (and really who isn’t in that place?), perhaps on wednesday, 28 march you’d like to check out a reading at city lights of the new book tiny homes, simple shelter which showcases over 1,000 homes of 500 square feet or less focused on self-sufficiency and downsizing of resources. 261 columbus ave @ broadway, 7PM, FREE.
it’s really impossible to not suffer from FOMO (fear of missing out) in this town. the slate is full on thursday, 29 march too:
in case kirk read’s show wasn’t extreme enough for you, philip huang kicks off the international home theater festival (which he founded) on thursday, 29 march (and it continues through saturday, 31 march) with his show, fart of gold. no one, and i mean, no one, can get away with the kind of humor that philip can, and i love every cringe-worthy offensive moment of it with the nuggets of universality tucked in there. 2446 dana st. #2 @ dwight, berkeley, 8 PM, $6.99 (no one turned away).
if you’d rather be sounding off yourself on thursday, 29 march, there may still be spots in suzanne sterling’s sing yourself awake yoga/singing class. as someone who hasn’t been very comfortable using my singing voice outside the thin walls of my own room, this class has really been liberating. i also love the way that vocalising while practicing yoga really opens my body up even more as i stretch. plus suzanne is a great teacher. cloud 9, berkeley, 7PM-10PM, $25 (preregister to get exact location).
masterful singing is in the cards in the city as well on thursday, 29 march when mark growden returns to enchant audiences at the rebuild sudan benefit concert. brick and mortar music hall, 1710 mission @ duboce, 8PM, $20-$50 (help build a school!).
and, on thursday, 29 march – sunday, 1 april, jess curtis showcases the intercontinental collaboration 5: jess meets angus, just between us–generation project episode 2. there’s a bit of a mouthful of a title, but in the clip i’ve seen, it’s actually quite a minimal show, paring down movement and words to their essence in hopes of connection between the dancers. i recently heard jess speak about the intersection of dancing and aging at a dancer’s discourse evening, and this performance promises to have a lot of the qualities that wisdom and deep knowledge bring with them. counterPULSE, 1310 mission st @ 9th, 7:30PM-9:30PM, $15-$20.
in case you chose one of the other options on 28 march, selma james and andaiye, and several other insanely inspiring social movement activists will be speaking on friday, 30 march at radical pasts, radical futures: conversation on contemporary social movements. these are the kind of evenings that make me want to read, read, read, and pull folks together in weekly salons to continue to discuss these concepts, and get out and be active. oh for more time in the day/week/lifetime to fit it all in… this symposium will be an afternoon-long affair. CIIS namaste hall, 1453 mission st. betw. 10th & 11th, 4PM-7PM, FREE (i think).
on saturday, 31 march, the circus center of san francisco is presenting their swing into spring circus show, which is an exhibition of all the students at the school from young to professional. when i arrived in sf in 1995, this was one of the first places i saw a circus performance as an adult and outside of the raggedy traveling shows that set up in my junior high gymnasium, and i’ve always been impressed with the talent coming from the center. 755 frederick st., 7PM, FREE.
the weekend of saturday, 31 march and sunday, 1 april is the yearly bay area anarchist book fair. i’m helping recruit volunteers this year, and we could always use more hands to make things run as smoothly as possible, so please let me know if you have a few hours to spare one of those days. there’s always a good roster of speakers (including many of the folks otherwise mentioned in this post), and if you are looking for something good to read, or inspiring to put on your wall, or good conversation, or a bit of an alternaculture haven for a few hours, you should come out. hall of flowers, golden gate park, lincoln @ 9th, 10AM-6PM (sat), 11AM-5PM (sun), FREE.
you can pretty much be sure that a photographic exhibition named after the title of a gil scott-heron song is gonna be thoughtful, and include some political content, and in the case of jesse drew’s SF camerawork show, winter in america: 1974-1975, on from friday, 9 march – saturday, 21 april this is true. as a young activist drifter in the mid-1970s, drew (who is a contributor to Ten Years That Shook the City) managed also to document beautifully in black and white the unemployment rallies, farm workers’ protests, and more. it’s a little eerie to see the same slogans of today on the signs in the photos, and he points out that the issues then were very similar to the crises we face in 2012. i got a chance to see the photos at the opening, and encourage a trip to the gallery to gaze into history. 1011 market st., 2nd floor, 12NOON-6PM (tues-sat), open until 7PM (fri), FREE.
for any francophiles out there, and esp. those of you who like action films, tuesday classes de cinéma at the alliance française this month feature lots of high violence dramas in french with english subtitles. the jean reno film (with patrick bruel!) has already been shown, but i’m looking forward to getting an earful of french on other tuesday nights. and yes, this has everything to do with re-familiarizing myself with the sounds of the language before i head over the pond in a month or so. 1345 bush @ polk, 6:45PM, $5.
tho i know him mostly as an adept word crafter, jaime cortez is showing his charcoal works on paper and a sculptural piece through 15 april in the show DiviNation. i’m intrigued by his exploration of art as used for nationalistic promotion, and curious about how this will come through in the works. 1201 sixth st., 2nd floor, berkeley, 1PM-4PM (sundays).
finally, sometimes after all this conceptually heavy stuff, you just gotta get your hands in the dirt. you can do that every week at alemany farm at their work days which are the 1st and 3rd sundays (12NOON-5PM), and 2nd and 4th saturdays (12NOON-5PM), and every monday (1PM-5PM).