After Friday nite in LA, I drove to San Francisco the day of the opening at the Shooting Gallery. Justin Giarla choose fifteen of my pieces and hung them salon style. No identification...no pricing. "Upon Inquiry" was printed on the 12 th anniversary price list. He had my work in a good spot down the way from the work of Shepard Fairey. I was late and Helena and her husband Laurent were there already.
Justin and I re-enact how we greeted each other moments earlier ...but in reverse.
Helena, Laurent, Brian Sullivan
my part
my life in San Francisco 9 yrs ago. Brandon, Brian, Farrah Spott, Helena and Laurent
Brian (photographer) reacting to my work
Chris (the dad with blonde hair) with his family
Justin in white t
painter Helen and her bf Justin in the background
ok so maybe Im jealous. Helena and Laurent freshly married
and on their way to Bali having spent a month in Vietnam.
Whitney (whom I met years ago through Kayla) and her bf
wearable art
Farrah Spott, back from NYC and the art scene there
Willa Mayo came. For some reason I didnt shoot her at the opening. Here is a shot of her I did in Tucson over a year ago. She has a job on the Haight
a dense moment around my work
Then across the street for some Turkish Delight with friends
Then back to the gallery
out on Geary and Larkin looking in
Paul and Catherine showed up. they are the parents of Royanne...my daughter Willa's best friend at Sacred Heart high school on Filmore.
with my spokesperson Brandon
a last look then home to the Adlers
the crowd seemed young but then maybe they are all dot com millionaires
some art patrons living in SF but from South Dakota and beyond
Like in the Cohen's "the Perfect Man" I got sobered up when I passed a young blonde woman and asked to take her photo. She looked at me and "Only if my friends can be in it". No thanks I want to
do your portrait. She then
Shooting her reminded me of Larry Clark's remark about making "Teenage Lust" how his younger brother took him into his scene and Larry got to relive with camera, his memories of being a teenager. There is an immense creative energy in someone on the street and less than 25 years old.