Double-Movie-Date
Posted on | August 9, 2009 | Comments Off on Double-Movie-Date
Yesterday was gorgeous. It was a sunny and pretty much perfect weather day in San Francisco. Those kinds of days can seem so rare that I tend to feel guilty if I don’t take advantage of them by spending every possible moment outside. But yesterday, Marc and I hid from all that gorgeousness and saw *2* movies: Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince and Julie & Julia. Yay! I love going to the movies. It’s FUN. And once I’m there in the theater, watching a good movie, there is absolutely nothing else I can, or want to be doing.
The double-movie-date was well-timed. I feel like I’ve been going nonstop lately on new things.
In reverse-chronological order,
(4) I book ended the Saturday double-movie-date with some work for the Tiburon Art Festival–figuring out which paintings are coming with us to the tent on August 22 and 23 and finalizing some pricing details.
(3) I slept like crap on Friday night. There were too many creative thoughts ricocheting around my brain. I think they were super-charged by the vast amounts of caffeine I ingested Friday afternoon while venturing out of my comfort zone and working up the courage to ask about leaving postcards at cafes and shops. Next time, I will remember that buying snacks does not make it more likely that They will take my postcards …
(2) Friday, I was off of regular work, which meant more time for my projects. I spent most of the day on postcard distribution and most of the night on writing.
(c) I spent Friday night drafting the proposal a friend and I are planning to submit for the Art in Storefronts program that’s kicking-off in San Francisco this Fall. You’ll have to accept my assessment at this point that our ideas are really cool. We, or I should say, our “Artist Collective of Two” has decided to keep the ideas under wraps for now …
(b) In the afternoon, I put on my best “Strangers Are Friends You’ve Just Never Met!” attitude, hopped on my scooter, and proceeded to chat with some lovely people behind the counter in cafes and shops. I left postcards at Samovar Tea Lounge, Philz Coffee, Forbeadin, and When Modern Was. I also left two near the guestbook at Lovejoy’s Tea Room, where they made an exception and displayed them even though my work is not “tea-related.” One awesome friend volunteered to bring some over to Velo Rouge and Blue Danube this weekend.
(a) In the morning, I realized I probably did not want to leave my phone number all over town, so I spent two hours censoring it from the back of postcards with a pen (the sharpie didn’t cover the type). That exercise in obliteration was annoying. And as I was scribbling, I realized I wasn’t sure where I should leave them. But my friends came to the rescue with some great suggestions.
(1) The week was work- and fun-filled: hour-and-half spin class on Thursday night , meeting of the Artist-Collective-of-Two on Wednesday, Lyle Lovett concert at Mountain Winery on Tuesday night. I have already forgotten Monday.
