Late March Museum Visit in San Francisco
Clay all day in San Francisco. First stop was a gallery hung with dark brick and small color panels, where a couple carved as two halves leaned into a kiss on a pedestal, and around the corner two figures with gull heads sat on a steel shelf above a hooded thing on a bench, a red cord running from its hand down to a crab.
Between venues we cut through Golden Gate Park to Stow Lake for Huntington Falls — 110 feet of water coming down off Strawberry Hill into the lake, all of it artificial, the first man-made waterfall the park built and part of McLaren's water plan. Rainbow Falls over on JFK Drive is the other one; we didn't make it that far.
The main museum visit was Push Play, the NCECA invitational. A gray wolf arched across four pedestals with pink lace and ribbon spilling out of its mouth into a heap on the floor, and behind it a wall-sized pile of hunched ceramic bodies stacked like sandbags, faces half-melted under the glaze. Also two crying children in folded paper hats, which I keep thinking about. A small sign by the lace pile: please do not touch the art.
