Best enjoyed with a euphoric, giddy, giggly sativa.
…in an ass kicking contest! That’s how busy I’ve been this summer. But I missed you!
For my penance, I’m offering you, my “CupOfJim” fans a link to my new enewsletter: “jimslist”. As a special thank you for signing up, you’ll recieve my ebook: “Black And White Nostalgia”. It’s an e-catalog of 33 big, beautiful, digital reproductions of the images in my recent photo exhibit of the same name. Plus a few more that didn’t make the show.
The show was up the month of July at STRUT SF, the gay men’s health clinic in the Castro, funded by the SF AIDS Foundation. My first showing of hard copy artwork in decades, the artworks practically flew off the walls!
This group of images was taken from the late 70’s through the late 90’s in gay San Francisco. I was shooting only in black and white back then, and hand developing and printing my own work at the Harvey Milk Photography Center, and at the San Francisco Art Institute.
The era was a wonderful yet terrifying period in gay history. The tail end of the golden era of gay, or the “good ole days”, transitioning to the difficult and challenging AIDS years.
When just the thought of being gay was dangerous, and the nation was gripped with the fear of HIV, here was a community not only surviving, but thriving; openly, defiantly, and flawlessly!
So grateful for the positive response, I booked sales for 12 pieces at the opening reception, Friday July 12. We silent auctioned off two more pieces to benefit the Elizabeth Taylor Gay Men’s Network, and raffled off another two!
That’s about how often I get out these days. But this particular Blue Moon was out on the back patio at the pilsner Inn.
I’m enjoying the influx of South Asian techworkers. Maybe I missed it but I seem to have noticed it a lot lately.
Gorgeous, dark, bearded hairy. There’s a clack of them sitting at the next table.
That means it’s back to the office: Church St. Cafe. Window seating, cinnamon raisin bagel extra crispy with butter, small coffee extra cream, two Splenda.
Today we’re working on an e-catalog of “Black And White Nostalgia”, a photographic romp through gay San Francisco late 70’s to late 90’s. It will be up at STRUT SF, the month of July. Here’s a teaser:
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Eerrrrmagawd. I’m trying this with my morning coffee tomorrow. Or next time I get the munchies at tea time. The chef’s voice is too funny.
Where can one find the best mango sherbet or ice cream in SF?
Or if not, where in this world? This one was from Dongtan Beach, Thailand.
Leave a comment below, and we will consider it during our next field trip planning session.
She’s got that valley girl accent down…
“Here we go…” mumbles Maggie Smith, on her way to a third Oscar perhaps. The most successful television series in Public Television history is now coming to movie theaters this September.
In this luscious trailer at 1 minute 39 seconds in, there’s a gay kiss. Perhaps a hint there’s more of the juicy sub-plot we gasped at during the early seasons.
Happy Sunday. It’s turned out to be a pretty nothing day. Being that it is Sunday the day of rest.
I should be wrestling with my MailChimp account and firing off the latest email marketing campaign.
Yet all I can think of is first holy communion Easter raisin bread. Mom used to make it when I was a youngster. We made some in her honor last week on Mother’s day and I can’t get enough of it.
So here’s to cravings, and swirls of raisins and nothingness on Sundays!
Special thanks to Church Street Cafe in SF for the perfect cup of coffee and raisin swirl for a nothing kind of a day.
We celebrated mother’s day at my brother’s this year. Sis and I baked a couple of loafs in Mom’s honor. Here she is:
Here’s the closest thing I could find recipe wise on YouTube:
Vietnamese spices take these chicken nuggets to the next level at the Sweet Hut in Midtown, Atlanta Georgia.
It was difficult resisting all of the gorgeous sweets, cakes, pastries and tarts the bakery is well known for. But because so many people mentioned the nuggets on Yelp, I just had to try them, and was not disappointed.
The place gets very busy in the evenings, but lunch was not too crowded. There was sidewalk seating to enjoy the pleasant spring Atlanta afternoon. And no panhandlers! Take that San Francisco.