Tastes in Art

27 11 2011

I am a huge modern art fan. I don’t agree that writing your name on a urinal makes it art, per se, but I am totally on board with pieces like Richter’s Gray Paintings, an opinion that I think still mystifies my mother. We went to the SF Museum of Modern Art yesterday to see the photographer Francesca Woodman’s work (great exhibit), and I wanted to share with you a couple of my low quality shots of my favorites of the day from the main collection:

Vija Celmins:

Clifford Still:

Josef Albers:



20 11 2011

One of the few things that I have in common with both my mother and my maternal grandmother, physically, is our hands. We all have very square palmed, healthy sized nail bed, hands. Good working hands. So it’s no wonder that the thing we have most in common is our craftiness. Our hands-on-ness, if you will. (God, I love the phrase “if-you-will”) Just look at these hands that do things!

Never mind how amazingly complimentary we are. Versions of red, yellow and blue? Here you go… 🙂 It’s like we planned it.

Fall CSA

20 11 2011

And I’m back…

With squashes, cabbage, parsley, eggs, pomegranates, spinach, arugula, persimmons, onions, cauliflower, and rosemary salt.

Fall CSA