Perhaps I’m too old, but I don’t recall that “queer” had the same context it does today.
No matter. Anthony Friedkin’s “Gay Essay” was a hot show at the DeYoung Museum SF in 2014. Here’s a poignant look into his work, and a time when homosexuality was illegal, and “queer” was a fighting word.
…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!
I’ve delivered about half of the work so far. Things have slowed down just a tick, so you can expect to see more postings here on CupOfJim, and also on my photography/art blog: Photojimsf.
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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Wow the flavor combination of coffee and coconut is intensely pleasurable.
Only $1.69 at Castro Coffee, a tiny hole in the wall place next door to the Castro Theater in San Francisco.
Three tables with chairs outside on the sunny sidewalk. Watch the world go by, cruise the people in line for the movies.
There’s Uncle Dave stepping out to make a phone call, since the phone booths have stopped working long long ago.
This was at a special, top secret, exclusive, VIP, karaoke party at Jolene’s Bar and Restaurant, on 16th and Harrison.
The Elizabeth Taylor 50 Plus group were treated to succulent sliders, hors d’oeuvres, and divine mini fruit and custard tarts.
I hear Jolene’s weekend brunch is not to be missed.
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