Thursday, July 31, 2008

The human race is getting me down

So today after leaving a meeting at the CCAS I decided to stop by the Verge and see how the progress was coming along. When I first arrived at Verge there was a newer, two-door black sedan parked in the lot with a license plate frame mentioning Davis something or other. The vehicle had two guys in it, one nicely dressed, clean cut white male in his late twenties/early thirties and another olive complected male who was very casually dressed in the passenger seat.

After a quick loop around the warehouse I decided to walk over to A Bitchin' Space and say "hi" to Gale. As I step out into the lot I noticed the two guys in the black sedan shaking hands and then the casually dressed dude got out and went walking up V street toward 21st by himself. The white male in the passenger seat started the car and began pulling out of the lot as I began to cross V.

As I approached the corner I heard someone mumbling something and turned around to see if this person was talking to me. It was the guy in the black sedan and when I asked him to speak up he began mumbling again. At first I naively thought he might be asking for directions. When he began beckoning me toward the car I thought uh-uh, I'm smarter than this. He then raised his voice and asked me if I wanted a ride and instructed me to get in the car. I refused and kept walking and as I stepped into the crosswalk he kept pace with me repeatedly asking me to come closer to the vehicle or get inside. When I refused again he became angry and started calling me names. I finally stopped just before the corner and screamed at him to leave me alone at which point he hit the gas and raced up V street.

The worst part of this is that as I approach the second corner of the intersection I realized that there was NO ONE around. Something I'm sure he had picked up on because he followed me until oncoming traffic approached the light at 19th. Being completely alone when some predatory piece of shit starts harassing you really f*king stinks!

OMF and I are talking about getting me a camera phone when we re-up our cel plan. If something like this happens again I'm taking a picture of the asshole and his license plate and posting it. In the meantime if I see him parked in the Verge lot again I'm gonna photograph his car and put it up. Nuts to you jerk!

Between creep-o predator, and CC tweeker thief I'm having quite a week:(

Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Stick to your guns!

A friend alerted the Ol' Man and I to this great blog post about the Corti's debacle.

excerpt:

"Teel is the presumptive heir to the Raley's Grocery Store fortune, news accounts always say, though his rather unceremonious departure as CEO of that chain of stores a few years back has many people wondering if the family would prefer to give all the money to the Hare Krishnas, rather than him.

Teel
Smiling at the demise of Corti Brothers?

But if anyone was surprised by this, they didn't watch what this same man did at Prosper Magazine last year, the magazine of which he was the major owner/publisher."

I didn't realize that Michael Teel was the owner of Prosper during its rebirth and demise. Having had a friend who worked for them as part of the reinvention of the publication I can tell you that she had no clue the end was nigh when she was hired for their redevelopment.

This guy seems like such a slime! It gives me hope that the majority of the comments on the Bee's articles about this issue support Corti's and recognize the lameness of this situation. The more I think about it, it galls me Teel was actually working to redevelop a site that sorely needed it and now rather than breathing new life into the Andiamo building he's leaving the eyesore empty and driving his competitor out of business.

Like many who have posted on the Bee site I will be boycotting Teel's new project. I just hope that Bee readers who chose to post on this issue have the same resolve.

F*k you tweekers!

At about 3:30 this morning my blissful slumber was shattered by my truck alarm going off. Upon hearing it OMF flew outta bed threw on some jeans and was out the door in seconds. I stumbled behind him after befuddly putting on some shorts and flip flops. When I got outside I didn't see the Ol' Man and I got worried imagining him running down 21st street after someone or worse. After a few seconds I see him approach from the direction of my truck looking confused. He said that everything appeared to be in ordered but that there was a van parked behind my truck with a woman passed out inside. Okay... so we called the cops and then hung around and waited. While we were dazedly sitting around I realized wait a minute(!) I bet they were trying to steal my catalytic converter. Sure enough we crawled under my truck and all but one bolt was taken off. Fuckers!

When we were speaking to the police dispatcher she asked to see if the woman would wake up, so OMF went and tapped on the window. She came around a bit and then passed out again which seemed odd. I don't know about most women but if I found myself sleeping in a van on the side of the street in midtown at 3am and some dude came and tapped on the window to wake me I don't know that I would just drift back off again. She did.

The cops arrived a few minutes later and woke her and took her out of the van. Turns out she was a meth head on probation with a bunch of paraphernalia in the car. She swore up and down that she was there alone but the fuzz found indications that someone had probably been in the passenger seat not long ago. There were also sawz-all blades and bolts and such scattered around the passenger side of the van. The cops said that this wasn't much to go on though because tweeker vans are usually full of random stuff.

The whole scenario was kinda pathetic especially if there was someone with her, and she was the getaway vehicle. It's always a bummer when your driver comes down off a multiple day high and passes out when she's supposed to be getting you the hell outta there. One of the cops we spoke to said this situation was typical of CC thieves so at least for as irritating as they are they do get caught a fair amount of the time.

This incident follows the dude that I ran out of the alley last week who was trying to remove the conduit off the business behind our house to steel the ground wire.

Tired today and hatin' thieves!

Monday, July 28, 2008

Bullshit!

First Wakano Ura now this! Corti Bros has lost their lease and is being forced to move by the end of September. It's funny I was actually just pulling out of the Corti's parking lot the other day and thinking how much I like their sign and that I was glad that it was still there.

What you may ask is Corti's being replaced with? Why a brand new(!) upscale food market owned my Michael Teel the former head of the Raley's Corporation. I swear to god I'm sick of hearing the word upscale!

Know that I am not blowing smoke when I say that I shall not be shopping at said new establishment. I'm drawing a line in the sand. I am goddamn sick of seeing our local institutions close to make way for the shiny new thing.

Here's a clip from the NPR piece about the pending move:

"Darrell Corti: 'We weren’t told anything. We were actually trying to negotiate with our landlord for a lease. We’ve been in this building since 1970. We have not had a lease in this building since 1988.'"

You wanna talk world class city? Okay. A world class city boasts a wealth of long standing institutions. No one ever goes to New York and says, "Oh man, have you tried the new upscale food market? It's bomb!" People talk about the best bagel in the world being baked at a little shop that's been in operation since forever or the tastiest deli down on whatever street that specializes in god-knows-what.

Few things make me happier than a Corti's sandwich, and it goes without saying that their wine section makes me swoon. Worst of all Teel gets the benefit of the hard earned specialty food market Corti's has established for itself in that area.

So great, there ya go. Another Sacto institution looses it's home of multiple decades to make way for progress. Good for you Mr. Teel.

In the meantime I'm sending an email to Michael Teel. Not that I think it will do a lick of good but at the very least I would like to let him know that I think that messing with Corti Brothers stinks.

Oh, this ticks me off! What's next? I dare not even think, lest, some other favorite local establishment of mine takes a hit.

SMAC

So I'm buried in public art grant application mayhem today. Mayhem! Actually, it's not mayhem at all it's just tedious. BTW, anyone got any insights into SMAC and their public art application process? I've heard enough horror stories in recent months to make my hair turn white, to which I say "it's time I find out for myself!" But seriously, tips... warnings... well wishes????

In the meantime, I've been sort of lazily debating politics with my friend TP in L.A. and came across this which I thought was pretty funny. It's in this weeks issue of SNR and Salon.com

Basically, it's a google!

Sunday, July 27, 2008

Don't touch her breasts!

Aiko was designed to you know, help the elderly answer the door, and read.

Thursday, July 24, 2008

No chance to say goodbye


I'm so blue I can't stand it. Today after many a hard lap around the Southside pool Skpr and I thought we might get lunch at Wakano Ura. Neither of us had been there in awhile and I had heard that they were remodeling so the two of us drove over with fingers crossed. When we walked up to the front door we saw a sign taped to the inside explaining that the owners had decided not to reopen.

Wakano Ura was absolutely in my top five favorite restaurants in Sacramento. The food was good, the service was efficient, honest, and pleasant, the budget 1950s interior reminded me of Self-Service Leonardo (perhaps my favorite European restaurant), and best of all it was affordable. GOD(!) how I loved that restaurant.

One of my favorite Wakano Ura stories was when Skpr and I had lunch there about a year ago. We were dining on a Tuesday (an iffy day to order sushi for those in the know in the restaurant biz) and when our server arrived we asked her how the sashimi was that day. She politely said she would ask and then walked over to the owner who was sitting by the register reading a Japanese language newspaper. From across the room we could see her asking him about the fish and then saw him violently shaking his head "no." When she returned she recommended that we order something else to which Skpr and I were both amused, encouraged, and surprised by her earnestness.

The WU was gonna be my next food review for Capitol Weekly but alas... Here's an excerpt just for giggles:

"Stacked atop a row of retail spaces on 10th street just past W, the restaurant specializes in traditional Japanese fare as well as an array of Chinese dishes. The establishment has existed since 1923 and rumor has it that the joint was known for their bootlegged sake production during prohibition. With the exception of a brief spell during WWII as a result of the Japanese interment, Wakano Ura has been in steady operation since the year it opened."

So sad!

Now, as I sit here wondering what happened to all that fabulous Tepco dinner ware they had sitting in that place I beg of you... next time you're thinking about lunch or dinner remember our local institutions. Just because they've been around since dirt doesn't necessarily mean they're here to last.

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

the sadness, black widows and passing notes

I'll admit it... I'm pretty blue about moving out of my studio. It's been the bomb ass of studios. Not only is it by far the biggest place I've ever worked in but it's also the first place that I let myself get completely comfortable. The space was mine, and my awareness of that fact gave me a confidence that I had heretofore never experienced as an artist. For that reason, even though I'm stoked to be done with school it is with a heavy heart that I leave this space.

All is of course not lost, however, as I do have a spot lined up in the new Verge project on 19th Street, although that won't be ready until the end off this month and with my next show coming up I'm getting a little uneasy. I'm packing like a fiend and getting stuff ready for other shows and as a result everything feels way up in the air. I know it will be fine but still.

To make matters more complicated, in the transition I've decided to move some stuff into storage that I don't need hanging around while I pursue new projects. That said Skpr and I packed a truck load of stuff to take out to the garage OMF's been keeping in West Sac.



After opening the garage door Skpr commanded me not to move. I thought what(?), there's nothing in here but an old car... then I looked around and it was seriously like a horror movie. Just standing in the entrance to the place we counted eight full grown black widows. EIGHT!!!! There were cobwebs hanging from the ceiling, and shooting up from the corners of the room to the edges of the car most of which contained at least one resident. Ack! It's making the hairs stand up on the back of my neck just thinking about it. After a moments thought I decided to take my storage else where so as not to pick up some stowaways to bring to the Brick House in October. Fortunately, I'm able to stash my stuff in the Verge for the time being.

Like a bright and shining light in all of this mayhem, OMF has offered to teach me to play bass which has been awesome! So far it's coming to me fairly smoothly, although I played cello for many a long year growing up so I would hope I hadn't lost all of that. The one thing I'm having a hard time wrapping my brain around is the whole passing note thing. I keep skipping them when I'm messin' around and then I get thrown off. Now that I know what they are though I'm realizing that I've noticed them in songs forever and just didn't know that's what they're called.

So far OMF's shown me a basic rnr bass line, louie louie (of course), and wild thing. Fartin' around last night was soooo fun! I haven't played music with another person in probably 10 years and I kept giggling whenever I realized that we were in time. Today I spent many a long moment working on the Barney Miller theme and Sanford and Son.

Bwanna, bwanna...

Bowling

Monday, July 21, 2008

Divine inspiration


So I actually wrote this Monday and have been too busy to post...

The ol' man and I were invited to an impromptu BBQ last night and I went all out. In a fit of inspiration ignited by all of the wonderful stuff for sale at the farmer's market right now and because of a gang of rotting stone fruit I had laying around I busted out some serious eats. In one hours time I made a delicious peach plum crisp - sans recipe, although really crisps are so easy I guess a recipe isn't completely necessary - and a yummy roasted veggie pasta salad also sans recipe. This plus a bottle of two-buck and some fresh fish and we were ready to hit it.

At the BBQ we were greeted by an out of town friend - hence the reason for the get together - plates of fresh fruit and veggies drenched in balsamic vinegar, steak, and tasty, tasty, chicken. Everything came together into the most delicious pot luck/BBQ/dinner party ever.

Roasted Veggie Pasta Salad

1 small eggplant
1 large summer squash of your choice
2 tomatoes
1/2 cup chopped olives
1/2 cup feta crumbled
1 torpedo onion thinly sliced
Juice of one lemon
1/4 olive oil
Handful of torn basil
2 cups of "screw pasta" dry
Salt/Pepper

Let's start with my dirty little secret... I love me a George Forman grill. Can not get enough. The ol' man got me one for Christmas a year and a half ago and I use the shit out of it. Sometimes you're in a hurry and you don't wanna waste coals on a couple of measly vegetables. Anyhoo, slice the eggplant and squash in large flat pieces, toss with o.o. and grill. While the veggies are cooking slice onions, chop tomatoes, and start your water a boiling. When the veggies are done cooking chop and toss with tomatoes, onions, lemon, oil, olives, and basil. Add pasta and cheese and boom! The best part about this is that you can swap out the veggies with pretty much anything on offer at the market, carrots, peppers, mushrooms, etc. If you wanna get crazy grill the onion along with the veggies before slicing... tasty.


Peach Plum Crisp

1/2 basket squishy plums
1/2 basket squishy peaches
1/2 cup brown sugar plus 2 tblsp
1/2 cup unbleached flour
1/2 cup chopped nuts or almonds
1/2 cup oats
1/4 cup or so butter chilled and chopped
1 teasp cornstarch
Liberal shake of cinnamon

Preheat oven to 400. Slice peaches and plums and put in a small deep baking dish then toss with 2 tblsp brown sugar, cornstarch, and a-shake-a-shake the cinnamon. Mix the flour, the rest of the sugar, the oats and the nuts in a bowl. Chop with a pastry cutter or two forks until it looks like little peas. Spoon the mixture on top of the fruit and bake for 25 minutes or until the fruit bubbles and the top it nice and brown.

I made the crisp first and by the time it was done my salad was done and it was time to hit the road. I wish I could plan everything that well...

Saturday, July 19, 2008

Friday, July 18, 2008

Can you say doofus?


So in the end I didn't get shit done in my studio this week. I really need to plan my months around deadline because this happens every time. I got all my one million obligations going on and then BOOM deadline hits and everything stops. Everyday this week I've woken up planning my day around studio time and then for one reason or another it doesn't happen. Granted I realize that on a sorta subconscious level I'm in denial about moving out of the world's best studio but still.

Next week I'm gonna get work ready for the two shows that open in August and then start separating things that can go into storage vs. stuff that I need to work on right now. I'm really nervous about trying to get a solo show together while transitioning between studios. I was hoping to have moved by now but the city planning commission had other ideas.

Ah well what are ya gonna do? Today I'm gonna recover from my stupid hangover which is the result of drinking on an empty stomach last night before presenting the award for best pop band. Can you say doofus?

Thursday, July 17, 2008

Muy importante!!!



A tipster just alerted me to this blog and petition going around to save Sacramento's taco trucks.

Excerpt:

"Sacramento's taco trucks a part of our California culture, they are clean and safe to eat from (all are inspected as often or more often than restaurants, and on average all are substantially cleaner and have less violations than restaurants, due to the fact that most are owner-operated, cleaned out daily and have visible kitchen areas). Please help us keep them!"

Word! So check it out and sign the petition!!!!

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Smitty, bye, bye


I took one last pic of the Smitty 'stache Saturday night. I say last because he assured me that once it touches his eyeballs a la Dali he's shaving it off and that this will probably happen abroad. Perhaps I can mail him a little bell to ring once it gets that long addressed to Dave Smith care of the side of the road, India.

Shits and Giggles


Red Bull
2008

I've been caught in a rowdy social spin cycle for the past week or better that shows no signs of stopping. It began with this highly involved article I was working on last week which entailed a series of interviews that went on from early in the morning to late in the evening for 3 solid days. Believe it or not that's too much talking even for me. As the article started winding down then there was my show in Davis, 2nd Saturday weekend, dinner with friends Sunday, a mixer for the mag Monday, a content meeting last night, a BBQ tonight, the SAMMIES tomorrow, I'm blanking on Friday, and then the Bananas are playing a f*%#$n' bowling alley on Saturday!!!! Yeah, yeah, yeah!

Granted I'm not complaining about any of this, as I am a Chatty Cathy. I guess I just haven't really had the energy to blog. Somethin's gotta give...

Anyhoo, with all of this going on, when I'm not being Ms. Personality I'm trying to get my own work done. My next solo show entitled Giggles, opens in October at the Brick House Gallery! It will include some work from my thesis show - which TT at the BH has assured me didn't get a wide enough viewing audience on the Sac State campus - as well as some new pieces, including what's featured above.

In addition to this I have to be out of my studio at CSUS by August 15th and I'm in two shows in August in midtown. One at Axis and one at Design Within Reach. I just found out that I have the green light at Verge to move some stuff over and that the project is all a go! I'm sooooo stoked!

I just started making the transistion from working in my studio to cleaning my studio in about the last week. It's sorta sad.

For the first time in months I can see the surface of my desk. Believe it or not this tiny clear space is a major accomplishment.

I often get distracted by the amusing combinations of stuff I have floating around in here. I had a curator/artist/dude about town visit my space once and he tried to convince me to leave things as they were and just invite folks over to look as is, as though my studio were one big installation. I was sorta amused by the prospect but in general I get weary of that kind of work when I see other people do it and was afraid of being "that asshole*."

In an attempt to procrastinate I read this pamphlet too. I bought it because I thought the cover was outrageous but it's actually a pretty neat little book. It's the case that the communist party made for racial equality in 1932.

*a la Art School Confidential. Make that the comic a course and not the annoying movie.

Monday, July 14, 2008

A reason to go to Pieces

The Traveling Chef will be selling his tasty, tasty, vegan calzones at Pieces in the coming days!

Friday, July 11, 2008

Flatlanders 2


Last night was sooooooo fun!!!! Sometimes receptions can be a little stressful but once this one got going it was fantastic! To be perfectly honest, I was pretty nervous about the whole affair. Once I got there and saw the way my work was installed - big thanks to KM!! - and folks started arriving I went from crazy nervy-ness to total joy.

There were handmade popsicles.

One of the best things about the show was that I was surrounded by amazing company including Peter Stegall one of Sac's kindest humans and most dedicated artists.

I loved this tablecloth piece by Ken Kirsch. Those flowers you're looking at were painted on with red wine. So great!

This piece by Brenda Louie was really nice too. Overall there was a lot of great work in the show. I meant to take a lot more photos but I chatted to much. I plan on going back before it comes down though to catch a few more shots.

All in all an outstanding night!

Sitting on my sofa


The Ol' Man and I sold our old couch. Link.

Way toooooooo much to do:(

Oof! This weekend is gonna be a handful!

Here's what I'm gonna do, y'all can do whatever:

6pm I'm hitting Watch Over Me at Tangent an installation by Nancy Tobin. Tobin was selected from an open call for entries at Tangent and I'm really curious and excited about this show. (You can read my article about the lovely ladies of Tangent in this month's issue of MM)

Then off to Midtown...

6:30 Th' Streaks are playing at Barber Shop Automotive where I'll probably hang long enough for a brew.

Then since I'll be in the neighborhood Kyle Monk is having a show of photos at Bows and Arrows and Black Eagle Wines is having a tasting at 17th and L. Black Eagle is a winery I've never heard of and I'm super excited about checking 'em out because they were founded and operated by the United Farm Workers thus insuring a living wage to those who make the wine possible. (what's that saying beer before wine feeling fine????) To be clear I'm not just checkin' out Monk's work cuz it's handy either, it's really good and highly thought out.

After this I'm gonna hit a few more receptions. SKINNER(!!!!!!!!) at Upper Playground. Super jazzed! Want a shirt!

Geoff Tuttle and Eddie Stein are at Axis although I'm hitting that reception tonight to get it out of the way.

Omar Thor Arason is at A Bitchin' Space and they'll be an indoor pool(!). I won't be missing this! You can read about Arason in this weeks issue of the SNR.

Now here's a predicament that I'm in... Jay Jay is having a reception for Home and Away: Contemporary Video Art which looks to be a great show BUT for those who haven't noticed Midtown has become a nightmare these days on 2nd Saturday. Because of parking woes I'll probably ride my bike which would make Jay Jay a bit of an undertaking. I also have a difficult time focusing on video work at crowded receptions so I think I'm gonna go the next day when it's more quiet.

I may also hit BLOCK at the closing reception vs. 2nd Saturday because in addition to art and music this Sat is also the go away party for Smitty which is where I hope to end my night.

Also, worth noting and where I would end up if Smitty wasn't going away is the Ricky Berger, Baby Grand show at Old I which starts at 10pm. And there's the Lizards reunion at Javalounge.

I'm sure if I sat here long enough I could keep drumming up shit to do this Sat.

RIDICULOUS!

Wednesday, July 9, 2008

Bigger, faster, stronger!


Genius at large Tracy Heller just revamped my website and it's bad ass!!! Just in time for Flatlanders 2 which opens tomorrow night at 6pm. This page in particular is making me so amazingly happy right now. BOOM!

Tuesday, July 8, 2008

All in!


Has anyone partied in the Faces pool yet?

I'm seriously considering it. Muggs, G Balls, I'm looking at you.

huh????

It could happen to you

One day you're the founding member of a legendary hardcore punk band, tearin' shit apart, igniting teenage angst all over the world and the next you're playing drums in a jam band behind a dude in khaki big boy shorts and running shoes who's doin' the nod.

Sure I could have myspaced Jambang before lil' red and I went last week but I figured what the hell I'll have some beers, I'll hang out, if it's good - which I didn't have my hopes up for as aging rock legends are often a crap shoot - great and if not I'll have another beer and go home. In the end we had another beer and went home.

Monday, July 7, 2008

What happens when you're me

So here's something that happens when you're someone like myself who has a website or a blog or both and you're interviewing for teaching positions. You stay up late one night googling yourself to see what kind of assy blog comments are gonna pop up when your future employers might potentially research you. While doing this very thing this evening I discovered that I was quoted in the London Telegraph in 2004. Who knew? I remembered being interviewed at the Saatchi but it didn't really seem like much of a much. Whaddya know?!

I think it's funny that I sound like some dopey American tourist. To say that I was more impressed than I expected to be was a super understatement. I knew I would love the Saatchi because I already loved several of the artists who I already knew to be in the collection. What I wasn't expecting were some of the artists I loved who I didn't know were in there like Martin Kippenberger or the folks I became familiar with as a result of going like Richard Wilson.

Either way this floored me. I suppose one never knows what's out there on the interwebs.

Kinda scary...

Listen up!

Midtown Monthly is hiring!

Friday, July 4, 2008

jose can you see?


HAPPY 4th EVERYBODY!

Tuesday, July 1, 2008

MMMMMMMMMMMACAU!

Last night gets an A plus on all counts! Good food, good company, and a weeknight show = awesome! Last night reminded me how much fun the Hideout was before JD descended into his racist tirade. Ah well. The only thing I could give thumbs down to was the lingering vomit stink in the Press mixed with a feeble attempt to cover it with incense.

For dinner we ate at Macau Cafe in Land Park and it was so dang good. OMF and I took two friends and in the end our table gave the meal 8 thumbs up. I've now added Macau's chicken curry and chinese broccoli with garlic and ginger to the foods I could eat all the time list. You can check out my review of MC in this weeks issue of the Capitol Weekly which comes out Thur.

Yum!

I took this picture in the bathroom. There's something about this that I find kinda poetic...

Mom was great! I've been wanting to see her for a month now and just finally got a chance. I can't really tell you why I think she's so great except to say I just do. I should also mention that I'm one to love performance art.

I'm posting this pic of Charles cuz I liked it and after this I twittered off into socialization-city and stopped snapping pics.

Now it's back to work. Recently most of my art business hasn't really been interesting enough to post about because it's mainly consisted of the boring nuts and bolts shit you gotta do sometimes i.e. archiving press materials, documenting work, addressing announcements, applying for jobs, snore city.

Hopefully, by the weekend I'll be back to the business of making art...