My First Photogram

Oh well, well, think I can still last longer without a picture? I had my first photo developing project-a photogram-- scanned by a good samaritan. He can do as much but I can't demand he make the scanning better, he's doing me a very nice favor and all. And I am so away from my rat hole, lately, thank God, to have the luxury (yes, a luxury) to glue my butt down and enhance it on Photoshop. There's more to the dark sides of the picture if you just click the image and see the ginormous, and i mean really huge, version of it (well, maybe not). So, make sure you have some enthusiasm intact...

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The Madcat Film Festival has finally opened in El Rio, right by Mission and Cesar Chavez, a few blocks from Mitchell's Ice Cream. I am with a friend Zakia (she insisted it was her Turkish name) who had a short animation featured in the festival. Brave the cold and don't mind the sounds from the neighboring stuck-in-the 80s corny songs club. If you can, cuddle close to heat lamps, totally painless. You'll pretty much enjoy some of the women films. It's not a big venue but I feel so much at home with the artists and students again. So far, I had watched silent experimental movies with a musical score from a live band, and a slew of disturbing and funny animation. This Friday there'll be documentaries but the place will shift to ATA by Valencia and 21st streets. It's $7-20 sliding fee with free barbecue and gardenburgers galore. If you are some stranger who can spot me there maybe I'll treat you to a margarita, make sure I'm drunk first or say, "hey I saw your ugly blog" (I kid, I kid).