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Souther is having a show in our second New York space. There’s something sentimental about Souther’s show titles. We Were Young, and It Was Summer, sounds like something out of a novel or a movie. Souther taps into a distant memory bank in everyone. Have a fleeting relationship during the freedom of summer in years past? His art does the same thing. In a sophistication of schooled technique mixed with an honest hand which creates a narrative art world that’s sentimental.
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Souther is having a show in our second New York space. There's something sentimental about Souther's show titles. We Were Young, and It Was Summer, sounds like something out of a novel or a movie. Souther taps into a distant memory bank in everyone. Have a fleeting relationship during the freedom of summer in years past?
His art does the same thing. In a sophistication of schooled technique mixed...
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His art does the same thing. In a sophistication of schooled technique mixed...
12 years, 41 issues, the only one started as real zine, 1 sentence in the NY Times. Priceless!
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12 years, 41 issues, the only one started as real zine, 1 sentence in the NY Times. Priceless!
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GRSF has Myleen as the manager. Myleen is from LA, via SF, but from LA. Does that make sense? On the right, that’s Heather. My short visit in SF was to help oversee a little bit of the new space next door. If you walk in, say “Hi Myleen,” she’s the friendliest around. It’s going to be good. A few posts back, I mentioned the crummy breakfast place, the Squat and Gobble! That’s exactly what I did, I gobbled then went home and squated, for a while. Pork Store on the other hand, they give it up better. Those brown things are veggie sausage patties. The biscuits have veggie gravy. Small “+” for Haight now that I had something decent. SF gets better and better, I think it has to do with weather, nice folks, and the easy mode of transportation. Haight is still weird (Although Kent from FTC is always cool), but it was nice to jump on a flight home, drop off my shit, and make it to the softball game.
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