Saturday, December 24, 2005
Monday, December 12, 2005
Nathalie Roland and I had a nice cup of coffee and worked at little at the We Cafe. Such a nice little spot off the Haight with free internet and big couches.
We worked for a couple of hours on our laptops among other laptopers, before getting really hungry and going to King of Thai for some warm noodle soup and rice.
It was there that Nathalie came up with having all the Poketo crew carrying a secret ring... like a club ring. A ring that was embossed, so that when we write letters, we can dip the ring in wax and seal our conversations. I would love to have a 'letterman' style ring. Anyone out there a ring maker? Above are some sketches.
Suzanne Husky and Charline
Chris Pew and Chris Duncan and Little Aya
Jessica checking out Isaac Lin's stuff
Nathalie Roland and Dan Lee of Scrabbel
Chris Pew installation above
gallery from outside, during breakdown of show
gallery during breakdown
estereo played a couple of sets
me and jessica
Thien, Stanley, and Garth
receiver gallery will have all the work documented soon on their website.
Monday, December 05, 2005
Sunday, November 27, 2005
Monday, November 21, 2005
Sunday, November 20, 2005
I just wanted to say I had a really great time. Thanks for everyone who
made it out, and also those who couldn't make it, I totally understand.
On a side note, I guess I'm really
old. I figured 1:30 start is a good time. The truth is most of you
people don't wake up until 1:30 on Saturday. It's all good though. The
party probably had it's peak amount of people around the 5 PM mark, but we
went on until I think 1 AM or something.
Woke up early, a little hung and tired, but had to go to the skatepark.
So drained, but I promised some of the boys we would meet up. Jeff Litz,
who ended up spending the night, even did a bit of pukeing at the park,
now that is punk:-)
Again, a great 40th party, and thanks to all, my family and friends.
Wednesday, November 02, 2005
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
we should have done this a long time ago, a nice touch on a usually boring envelope. too many things to do, too little time. listened to the smiths, "louder than bombs"... thought of tony while i was screening these. i imagined him doing the same thing, working on his zine, listening to music, loving the hands on, making something pretty.