Through November 12 - Of Many Minds at Euqinom Projects. Here's your recipe for a perfect Dogpatch Saturday afternoon, no car necessary. Lunch at 'aina or Piccino or Serpentine or Just For You. The Christoph Roßner show at Romer Young Gallery (up through October 29, so hurry). A stroll through Minnesota Street Project, being sure not to miss the exhibitions at Et al. etc. Caffeine from Philz. And then a final stop at Euqinom Projects, to soak up the beauty in the current show Of Many Minds. The three artists featured — Theresa Ganz, Klea McKenna, and Meghann Riepenhoff — all find inspiration in nature (and I know McKenna's and Riepenhoff's work from Headlands, natch), but they each have truly unique practices. Ganz stitches countless individual images together into a unified whole, adding choice gestures of color that draw the eye in, while Riepenhoff's gorgeous cyanotype pieces bear the marks of the substances that have come into contact with them. There is also a stop-motion video by McKenna that utilizes her rain photograms to mesmerizing effect alongside a series of her geological rubbings. Each artist pushes beyond the boundaries of mere documentation, creating an experience that captures the wonder we seek in a mountain range or under the starry night sky.
Ava DuVernay's tour de force film 13th is the latest in a string of impressive Netflix-produced documentaries (see also: Audrie & Daisy, Amanda Knox) that have had me glued to my TV screen in recent weeks. DuVernay utilizes powerful interviews with historians, activists, politicians, and critics to lay out the history of racial injustice in America since the Civil War, and she goes deep on the statistics about the disproportionate number of black men who currently populate our broken prison system. The straight-to-Netflix format allows her to include some painfully current events as well, including recent cell phone videos of murders by police and footage from the 2016 presidential race. Beautifully shot and interspersed with choice musical selections from Public Enemy, Killer Mike, The Roots, and more, 13th tackles difficult material in an intelligent, lucid manner and allows for nuanced discussion of complicated issues. Of course the biggest problem with a documentary like this is that the people who need to see it never will, even though it should be mandatory viewing for every single American right now. Especially before the election.
In Situ Jürg Lehni at SFMOMA Heavy Breathing at the Starline Hella Vegan Eats Good Hair Carol Ann Read Breast Health Center KALX fundraiser Mascots Trapped KALX fundraiser Quest Diagnostics Howard Fried at SFAI Dwight Twilley at the Starline Mister Jiu's
I regain my equilibrium through travel, so the timing was ideal this last weekend to throw my trusty Lonely Planet in the car and drive 4 hours north to do some exploring in Mount Shasta. In the middle of our first winter storm, natch. Spoiler alert: I never saw the damn mountain.
24 hours in Mount Shasta: -Pulling into town at Mount Shasta Pastry and picking out something savory and something sweet for the next day's breakfast: a pesto tomato tart and a generous slice of blueberry coffee cake. -Lunch at Wassayaks: a rockin' basil tomato panini with a view of the clouds covering the mountain. -Crystals for days at "metaphysical emporium" Soul Connections. -Dipping my toe in local climbing culture at The Fifth Season. -A fascinating peek at local history at the Sisson Museum (including a special exhibit on grizzlies!) before feeding a whole lot of hungry trout at the neighboring fish hatchery. -A tromp through the rainy forest to Big Springs Creek on the Elsa Rupp Nature Trail. -Warming back up with a black widow mocha in the snug environs of Seven Suns Coffee. -Getting overly excited about seeing a glimpse of the snow on the base of the mountain while checking in at Mount Shasta Resort. -Settling into my amazing Arts and Crafts-style forest chalet before running across the "street" to check out Lake Siskiyou and to take numerous restorative breaths. -Dinner at Lily's: veggie Mediterranean pasta in an adorable clapboard house. -Another try before sunset: Still no mountain? Still no mountain. -Waking up to the sound of steady rain on the chalet skylight and the scent of coffee percolating in my kitchen. -Lazy morning reading on the couch in front of my gas fireplace. -Lunch at the Berryvale Grocery cafe: Asian greens and tofu soup + excellent eavesdropping. -A chai for the road and one last plaintive look at where the mountain should be. Next time!
William Hartfield, Nican Robinson, Howard Johnson Jr., Nkechi Emeruwa, and Michael Wayne Turner III
Through October 15 - The Shipment at Crowded Fire Theater. Those who like their theater comfortable and easy, please look elsewhere. Young Jean Lee's 2009 play (co-directed at Crowded Fire by Mina Morita and Lisa Marie Rollins) takes no prisoners, skewering stereotypes of the black experience with wit and humor and more than a few gasp-out-loud moments. Race is front and center in Lee's innovative script, from an opening dance routine that hearkens back to vaudeville days and right into a squirm-worthy stand-up routine and then through an extended sketch populated with characters such as Grandma from Heaven, Video Ho, Crackhead John, and Record Company Executive. The final section of the play abruptly transitions into a Whit-Stillman-esque party scene, complete with a killer twist at the end that upends audience expectations. The Shipment is provocative to the max but avoids cheap gimmickry thanks to solid collaborative direction and an incredible ensemble cast, including my local faves Nkechi Emeruwa and Michael Wayne Turner III. And it's hard to imagine a more timely play right now.