Snakes.....































































































































...and, like, leperchauns......





















































































>...and some dinosaurs.........






























bye!

for thanksgiving, my brother and i decided to make a centerpiece for the dining room table.

these were some initial sketches





my brother showed me some sketches he had done for a cooked turkey with an indian head
and i came up with this


which he dismissed distatefully overly sexual, innappropriate for the table,
and presented me with an idea for instant indian in a can, HEAT & SERVE!


and so we rolled with it!

my skateboard.

Yes, halloween was a while ago.

This is, obviously, a skeleton in pink trousers and a pink New Era cap.

Halloween, i should note, is my favorite holiday, or rather, second favorite holiday, after Bay To Breakers (the San Francisco costumed footrace).



This year was my first halloween in New York, and although i was dissappointed to not be rolling out with a gang of giant-cardboard-headed revellers, as i have become accustom in recent years, last year in San Francisco i wandered right by somebody shooting wildly into the crowd and didn't even notice, because i was too pre-occupied with hiding my liquor from the cops at the Castro Halloween Party roadblocks.



This event marked the announcement that all future plans for a major SF halloween fiesta were done. New York's Halloween Parade is long-standing, and although noone will tell you about it without telling you how much cooler it used to be (just like Burning Man, or the Warped Tour) it has been around forever (yes, literally forever, don't question it).



But rather than talking about this long-standing tradiotion and my experience of it (which was like being a character at Disneyland, not even finding time enough between people asking to pose with me for pictures to drink from the bottle of tequilla hidden between the eye cavities of my mask), i will take this time to describe my saturday night excoursion to the way-too-fancy Dream Hotel party.



I stood in line for over an hour with a bunch of non-specifically costumed kids (kids meaning under 38) and also a black Jem (her costume was truly outrageous). When i got close enough to teh door to name-drop the manager and ask what the hold up was, a stoucky little butterball of a doorman with a terriblehaircut looked me up and down.

"i am not letting you in here with that SHIT on your head."




I was not wholly heartbroken, as i had seen the quality, or lack thereof, of the costumes being admitted to this party, and, having watched Party Monster that week, and being quite the Leigh Bowery fan, i was nothing shy of dissappointed.



My offending mask was, of course, fully stocked with emergency rations in case i needed to party in the street, so i called my friend inside and told her i would NOT be coming into this fancy party. She told me that was rediculous, and also to walk to the next door, where i was greeted cordially, given a VIP wristband (decorated with skulls! perfect accessory) and pulled inside, where i was given drinks two at a time all night, free of charge!



i wan't even kicked out when, while standing at the bar, a bottle of tequilla fell out of my mask and rolled right up to a barmaid's boot!



We spent teh better part of the evening in the penthouse. My friend stole the fierce fanged cat off of the bar. At some point i let a girl try on my head. She started grinding my leg, and i realized i had done a wonderful job with my mask, because i found the situation terribly frigtening.



I am going to call the first attempt at cardboard-masking in NY a success.










BYE!

RVCA SF

Goodbye GAP, Hello RVCA! RVCA just recently opened the doors to their flagship store in SF at the world famous intersection of Haight-Ashbury. Big fan PM Tenore, his vision and support of the art community through ANP Quarterly. Check out some pics of the new shop:




Of course I couldn't leave without picking up a couple of shirts . . .

OKTOBERFEST

Celebrating in the "true" tradition of Munich's famed Oktoberfest we hit up the annual Fort Mason celebration

Two is always better than one. . .


Em, Mike and the finger of. . .


. . .Conor!!!!

SF BICYCLE FILM FESTIVAL 2007

Checked out the film festival Saturday night at the Victorian on Mission and 16th. It was fixies, hipsters and messengers galore. . .

First checked out KLUNKERZ, a documentary about the origins of Mountain Biking ala Dogtown style and how the bikes we ride today came to be.

The second screening was filled with fixie shorts by the like of Cadence clothing in Seattle, Wolfpack from LA, MASHSF as well as an awesome short called SKI BOYS by director Benny Zenga. Opening it all up was a live performance by the Trunk Boiz from Oakland, hardcore bike rap - check it out