Genet among painters

Portlandia season 3 tonight 10 IFC
#1 Chez Panise (100% perfecto)
#2 Nopalito (new to me and stellar, from the Nopa people, will never not go if I am in SF, sensational)
#3 Slanted Door (better than last time)
Zuni very good as usual but will skip it next time, Moss Room was very worthy for a Museum lunch (Slanted Door is the consultant),
Camino in Oakland very good but tried very little of the menu, Terroir fun for wine as you know, Bettle Nut tasty Malay food works in a pinch...
saw this in SF, did not know of it before...
This retrospective offers a revelatory, in-depth encounter with the work of Jay DeFeo (1929-1989), one of the most important and innovative artists of her generation, but one who until now has not been given her due. A quintessential San Francisco artist who rose to national prominence, DeFeo was at the center of a vibrant community of Bay Area artists, poets, and musicians in the 1950s. Although she is best known for her massive, visionary masterpiece The Rose (1958-66), DeFeo created an astoundingly diverse range of works; her unconventional approach to materials and her intensive, physical process make her a unique figure in postwar American art. Presenting close to 130 works, including collages, drawings, paintings, photographs, small sculptures, and jewelry, this definitive exhibition traces DeFeo's distinctive vision across more than four decades of art making.
the wheel wine biz podcast (and others)
parrino
While I was roasting a chicken, I nipped down to the store to buy some veggies to eat alongside the chicken. The store had a hot rack with a few nice roasted chickens. I'm thinking, "why all the effort of seasoning inside, outside and under the skin, cooking briefly in a hot oven, then finishing over a long time in a slow oven, when these here chickens are so easy."



Right there, right in front of you...
Heading over to Brunswick ga. today. My paternal grandma was raised there in a minorcan fishing community. Found the indigo sea shanty and will look for some Brunswick stew.
The Alphabet of the Mind Works and title by Dadamaino (Maino Eduarda Emilia, 1930–2004)

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Saw Django last night. I didn't have time for the appropriate mood alteration ahead of time, so I bought a half pint of Jameson's at the liquor store near the theater. My plan was to mix in the theater. I didn't quite expect to be packed in side-by-side with other patrons. I tried to be as subtle as I could pouring whiskey into a coke in a dark theater. Checking the bottle today, I was a generous barkeep.

The last part of the movie was Tarantino unchained, but the first couple of thirds were more nuanced story telling -- if a bloodfest can be called nuanced.

D has a niece who was a film major and who is working in some capacity in the industry. She posted a scathing review on facebook, which I withheld reading until after I watched the flick. She decried the racism of the movie, calling Tarantino a racist. I pulled out the comparison with the use of the n-word in Huck Finn. Do you want to whitewash the institution of slavery by making slave owners look nicer, or do you want to have a more realistic portrayal of a nasty institution?

I liked it -- wild ride -- big fuck you to the racists who still exist in the American South. Not for the squeamish.

Just found this June 12, 2012 NYTimes obit for graffiti artist Stay High
the city is here for you to use.
Peeeeeeople .... people who tag people ...
Battle of the Somm
hallelujah I'm a bum
The second Oscar dead at 90.
Happy birthday brother aw!
SNOW IN THE STREET

Strange and True

got shine?

moonshiners marathon on DSC