After some last looks it was

down the desert

and over the hill to the haze and smoke and dogs present and, as I continued the

Trail Through Time of the slide library, times past; Lefty, Dancing Dog, Wall Spring, 2004.

First thing next day

with William and Scott we loaded a U-Haul with sculptures for “Figment”, Linda’s upcoming

at Brian Gross and drove in to the Portrero area, not even the Mission but Parking Impossible.

We lucked into a space under the freeway a mere three blocks’ walk away with only a small homeless encampment [not shown] to circumvent between there and the gallery…the Future.  Which, as they say, remains unevenly distributed, particularly in San Francisco. Scott soon

followed with the truck, the Artist was Present, fretting, through hours of unwrapping, decisions

and, per Brian, the ultimate layout of the show.

Which of course came together brilliantly.

He knows how to arrange his room…

At the end, the very end, Linda and gallery director Greg Flood

hung “Singularity”, a very exacting but ultimately

rewarding project after which, 6:14, we left to get in line on the gridlocked Streets

of San Francisco for the forty minutes it took to reach the bridge [for Scott in the truck it was

over an hour at 4:15] and another hour for us to regain Benicia where certain people awaited our steak fajita takeout from Elviarita’s…

Next day, Wednesday, up first thing again to unload packing materials, blankets, two drawings that didn’t make the cut and get the U-Haul back to Vallejo close to nine o’clock after which

I, too, spent the morning over there but a later if abbreviated afternoon bike ride created

a partial simulacrum of Normal Life [if such is possible here] and Thursday came even closer;

studio all morning, lunch in the heavily-impacted [by the Black Plague] back yard

and down along the straits, wintry haze, hey, finally feeling the season for a minute anyway.

Meanwhile I keep wonderin’ why so many people love el Donaldo so MUCH…is it his charismatic personality or do they see him implementing policies they believe in and don’t care…or both?  Me, I find the foreign policy [Bullying, Bullshit and Bullets], though stunningly obnoxious, more than a little disturbing…as for domesticity, well, his family values, right?  And don’t get me started on his or their* fossil-fool fueled anti-environmental agendas.  But if bloviating unpredictability’s what the people want…we live in a Demockery, after all, God Blessit.

Anyway like any true Demockery, they’re* giving us a choice next November; Mr. Biden pulling and polling ahead of all dem Dems? If it really comes down to that you’ll see me writing in Nobody for President on my absentee Gerlach ballot next year.

After all, Nobody’s perfect.  Not even Mr. Trump.

 

*All these “theys” may well be somewhat interchangeable, these dire days.