feather2pixels

My apologies for the recent spate of secretive posts.  I am glad to report this entry represents a return to my self-centered general-interest ramblings.  Mission open studios was last weekend and as far as I am concerned, it was an indisputable success.  Lots of people showed up to see art, many of them to my corner of the CELLspace warehouse, where they fed my ego.  This is surely the reason I do anything.

To pass the time, I set up a little screen printing station next to my work, which turned out to be a good way to engage people with my process–I learned that many people are interested in how screen printing works.  As they should be.  It is the ultimate in instant gratification.  I even got to print with some kids, which itself made the whole weekend worth it.  Well, that, and the hundreds of dollars people seemed to be willing to give me for my art.  But mark my words: printing with kids is my calling and some day I will see it through.

For right now, my calling is posting digital images of last weekend.  Thanks for coming, everyone.  If you didn’t come, just wire me money and we will call it even.
My corner:

Screen printing in action:

The panels:

Even screen printed a wall decal:

Sold some postacrds and posters for the low rollers:

Earlier this week I was in a bar.  I got to talking with a friendly middle aged fellow with thick rimless glasses and a dangerously unruly gray beard.  Over the course of several pints of Guinness, his modesty (“I’m just a computer hacker”) gave way to unbridled enthusiasm for discontinuous mathematics.  This man is one of the ten or twenty people that Google seems to employ as a type of eternal graduate student.

“I spent the day finding a way to find the second eigen vector of a 50,000 by 50,000 matrix.”

See, the matrix entries are URLs and the second eigen vector sort of points towards the search result.  Or something.  He talked a lot about his day.  Suddenly, his wife entered , explaining that she and the kids had been waiting for some time at the restaurant across the street and was he going to join them or just keep drinking at the bar?  He stayed.

This all made me very excited, as it fulfilled one of my West Coast life goals of finally befriending the San Francisco Andy Capp.