I spent yesterday in San Francisco, planning a Pachyderm presentation with Peter Samis and Larry Johnson. After the meeting Peter and I engaged in a spontaneous critique of the artwork on the wall in the meeting room (it was surprisingly good, given that it was hanging up in a hotel). Peter is wicked smart, especially about modern art, and endlessly creative. He has also met all kinds of interesting people (there is some photographic evidence to support this) and tells the best stories. Mostly he did the critique and I did my best to follow along and contribute where I could :-)
I’m not a city girl but I love SF. It’s just weird enough to please without being terrifying, and there is beauty around every corner.