Survival Instincts: June Update

June getaway in Mendocino + morning coffee=bliss.

I love this reflective post by Nina Simon about her first year as Executive Director at the Santa Cruz Museum of Art & History. Even more, I love hearing from so many friends who run organizations that since the 2011-12 season came to a close on June 30, we can safely say it was a good year. Not a perfect year (by any means!) but a year where many artists, organizations and groups—particularly those who are passionately creating/presenting work of, by and for communities—are feeling more stable, confident and prosperous.

June was filled with art for me and included two new exhibitions at SOMArts, The Lab’s art auction, and a Mother’s Day performance of White Rabbit, Red Rabbit starring the incomparable Rhodessa Jones (here’s a pic of me on stage as a rabbit). After the performance, I came home and there was a free music show at Mollusk Surf Shop featuring Yesway, who performed at SOMArts during the exhibition Frontrunners. I stopped by and it was full of familiar faces of all ages who I see walking around my neighborhood. The music was great, it was the kind of thing I dreamed of 10 years ago—living right next door to the ocean and a small local shop with good art and music.

Later in June Dan and I escaped to Mendocino and Fort Bragg, where we tried to visit Lost Coast Culture Machine (it was closed). I went on a summer reading binge which included four books in four weeks: The Botany of Desire, Battle Hymn of the Tiger Mother, The American Heiress and Wild: From Lost to Found on the Pacific Crest Trail. June closed with the performance festival This Is What I Want and a weekend of game development workshops in the gallery to prepare for the Nov/Dec Commons Curatorial Residency by Come Out And Play.

My personal “June gloom” was talking with yet another friend who works in the arts who is moving out of San Francisco because she wants to put down roots and can’t afford to buy here. She was the fourth person I’ve spoken to in two weeks who loves the city but is moving out because once you are in your mid-30s you start feeling like paying the highest rent in the country is maybe a bad financial decision. As much as I love San Francisco, the thought of so many smart and interesting arts workers leaving depresses the hell out of me even though I know it is a smart thing to do for survival.


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