identity in stuff

people's things can tell you so much about them. at least that's the premise behind my friend Thea Goldberg's most recent photography venture. a nice reminder that sometimes a portrait doesn't have to be of a face.

my boots, the ol' sh*t kickers

2 of my favorite shirts

yep, reppin' cuba and colombia on my fav jacket

my spraypaint collection

 

my grandfather left me his paintbrushes when he died. he's the whole reason i started painting.

me, in our san francisco backyard

imbibe: introducing the pickle back...

when i went to visit my best friend and roommate in NY a few weeks ago, we went out for late night grub and a couple of drinks. i had heard about pickle backs -  a shot of jameson, chased by a shot of pickle juice - just a few hours before and lo-and-behold, there it was on the menu of this bbq place. we ordered 2 rounds and BAM. 

for those of you who like pickles and dislike the burn of a jameson shot in the esophagus region, this is the answer to all your problems. the spicy, salty, sour juice trumps any alcohol burn, leaving you feeling bold enough to have a few dozen more... and then someone will say "hey let's do kareoke!" and there you go. beware...

food for thought: the 50 things every ______ should know

just a few days ago, a good friend of mine sent me a link to this very cool "visual essay" of 50 things every graphic design student should know for success in post-graduate life. as a painter, i found them to be highly relevant to my quest to make a living from art. but as i continued to read through them and reflect, i saw how expandable and applicable they were to many goals, careers, and interests in life. worth a read!

Click here to view The 50

woman about town: april 2011

it's like a coffee shop in Alice in Wonderland

live painting at E6 gallery on market

art class is at the same time as happy hour. must work in a little bourbon.

tagging practice

sf is a city of views. love when you find a nice one in an unsuspecting place.

 

 

 

in my headpones: friday playlist

i been dancin' in my desk chair all morning - so i thought i would share my friday playlist. it ain't new. it might not even be that cool. but i can sure snap my fingers and annoy my cubemates to this.

woman about town: SOMA graffiti

one of the things that i first noticed about san francisco is the art. it's everywhere. there are murals, stickers, tags. your cornerstore isn't cool unless it lets a spraypaint expert let loose on its wall every few months or so. the stores on haight have metal garage security doors when they're closed - and they're also covered in paint. this city is a gorgeous canvas. here's a mini picture tribute to the murals and graffiti in SOMA.

in my headpones: emergency!

while i have chosen thursdays as my arbitrary day to post music, i can't help myself today. this is a m*thaf*ckin' emergency. my number one stunna is out of prison and better than ever. all i wanted for christmas was some new weezy and mama's got a big shiny new toy (that bumps like whoa). his new track - 6 foot 7 foot - is b.o.m.b. better than the strongest egg nog i've ever had, and that's hard to beat.

click here to listen: merry thug christmas, everyone!