I returned to San Francisco once more this summer, for the closing of my show. For the closing, I organized a concert of musicians playing through the Leslie. Then I spent a few more days in the bay delivering and installing works that people bought, before deinstalling the whole show and bringing the remaining pieces back to LA.
I was at the gallery during open hours before the Leslie concert, and this painter named Leonie came in and saw the show. I talked with her for a while and she told me about David Ireland. I hadn't heard of him. She said his house museum was right down the street. I asked if she'd take me there.
I was absolutely amazed by David Ireland's house.
His resin-covered walls were so beautiful to me
I went back to the gallery after my time with Leonie, to set up before the show.
It was so gratifying to watch the concert come together.
The turnout was even better for the closing show. The crowd was so attentive and engaged.
I realized that my friends Emma and Rafael lived a few blocks from where I was staying in Berkeley, and my friend Flannery was visiting them for the weekend. I met them in the morning for breakfast.
Then we went to Emma's studio.
Then we went to Rafael's studio
Then our friend Parker joined us, and we went to Indian Rock
Sam knew some people at the Supreme store in SF, and I'd been wanting to see the bowl there, so we met there and skated it for a while.
Sam rips!
Gabe and I went to see the show at Et Al gallery
By my friend Gozie Ojini
The show was up for one more week after the concert. We got a group of visitors on the last day.
Lizzie was the last visitor of the day, and she'd mentioned that she was looking for a cassette recorder just like the one on the Leslie. Gabe just gave it to her.
After closing the gallery, we went out for beer with Oona.
After that we met up with Thea at another bar.
They had Alien Lanes by Guided by Voices in the juke box, which I paid to play in its entirety.
There was a huge group show at House of Seiko, with something like 100 artists in one small room.
Parker
Tristan
Tristan's piece in the show
Showing me their bathroom renovation project
Saji came up to the bay in a rental car.
We had a long fun day that lasted into the night, and we went out to see a movie in Oakland. Then when we came back- his windows were smashed and all his shit was gone. His laptop, his favorite boots, the shirts he had bought that day.
We were so bummed for him.
The Stereo-viewer piece sold, but I was replacing the slides with a selection of found stereo-slides from my collection. This process of changing out the slides is pretty laborious, and I set up one of the tabletops in the gallery space to do it. My friend Sam's family bought the piece, along with one of the flashlight shelves, which I delivered myself.
I hand-delivered and installed one of the flashlight pieces in the home of this lovely woman in San Francisco- Beau Takahara.
I met her at the gallery one day, and she decided to buy one of the pieces after.
Her house was absolutely full of art. Weird and eclectic stuff.
Beau and I spent hours talking after I installed the piece. She was so lovely and had such an interesting life.
The last of the three flashlight shelves was bought by Gabe's wife Thea's mother.
We delivered it to her together, and Gabe later installed it himself.
Big Thief in Berkeley with Lucinda Williams
Thea, Gabe, Oona
Finally, we deinstalled the rest of the works and loaded them into my car.
Gabe with the owner of Cushion Works and his dogs.
Saying goodbye to Thea and Gabe before driving back to LA.
I took the 101 back down to LA.
I stopped for lunch in Monterey.
I liked passing through all the old farm towns along the 101.
