As the bridge turns

The Northern Avenue bridge was illuminaled in orange and blue but I didn’t get even halfway across when a security guy called out that we had to clear the bridge because it was going to open.  Open?  I had no idea it could.  Turns out it’s the spinny kind...

Autumn art auction season

You know you have a problem when you go shopping for something when you have recently purchased examples of that same thing sitting around your house, unopened.  Well, maybe not in the case of food.  But in the case of art, I think I might have this problem.   Last...

Fluid dynamics and coffee shop aesthetics

The air at street level was crisp but still.  At higher altitudes, something was definitely happening. It looks almost calligraphic, and reminds me a bit of the yud-shaped building at the Contemporary Jewish Museum in San Francisco. It also reminds me that...

When Frida didn't meet Lee at SFMoMA

Last month I visited San Francisco and engaged in some art-peeping and food-eating with Professor N and La Doctorante.  One of the highlights of the trip was a visit to SFMoMA, the San Francisco Museum of Modern Art, where I saw the headline show of Frida Kahlo...