#psychedelic-art

#psychedelic-art

The steamy return of bathhouses is making waves, suggesting that everything old is new again, and perhaps a little sweaty too!

Nisha, who looked to be about 15 years old, drew a parol - a star-shaped lantern displayed during Christmas - and a Bahay kubo - a traditional Filipino-style house - with a small pencil, as she sat at a table of the Bayanihan Community Center in SoMa.

The de Young Museum is a landmark art museum founded in 1895, showcasing priceless treasures and works of art from the 17th through the 20th centuries from various regions.

Imagine getting access to your favorite bands' most personal possessions: private photos, posters, notebooks, tour laminates, equipment, clothing, booking schedules. There are even bus tickets, a hospital birth certificate and snaps of pet dogs. Imagine a dizzying array of their entire career, covered indelibly with their own mucky fingerprints, as well as their greatest glories and messiest misbehavior.

I was too embarrassed to sing in my apartment, he says on a video call. But my roommate at the time was dating the preacher's daughter, and had keys to the church across the street. In the dead of night, the madcap bassist and singer took his recording equipment to the empty church, set up on the podium, and first sang his anti-war song Too Many Puppies.

Chareau, a plant-based spirit made with California organic cucumber, spearmint, muskmelon, and lemon peel, then finished with fresh aloe, is the first aloe plant-based spirit made in California. It didn't arrive with a legacy distillery behind it or a celebrity check in front of it. It arrived because Helen Diaz decided that a resilient, sun-loving plant that heals things and breaks down its own barriers deserves to be taken seriously.

The concert features 'Field of Sorrow,' a new work by Juhi Bansal, which sets translations of landays, women's poetry from Afghanistan, for soprano, cello, and piano.

Featuring over 1,800 pieces of cannabis packaging spanning three decades and three continents, 'Get to the Bag' is the world's first mylar art show, now in its third year.

Several years ago, Michael Pollan had a disturbing encounter. The relentlessly curious journalist and author was at a conference on plant behaviour in Vancouver. There, he'd learned that when plants are damaged, they produce an anaesthetising chemical, ethylene. Was this a form of self-soothing, like the release of endorphins after an injury in humans? He asked Frantisek Baluska, a cell biologist, if it meant that plants might feel pain. Baluska paused, before answering: Yes, they should feel pain.

While Hopkina, who is based in New York and Massachusetts, has been included in many local group exhibitions and screenings, Basso dives deep into the artist's work with six films created over a nine-year period. As a member of the Ho-Chunk Nation/Pechanga Band of Luiseño Indian, Hopkina's use of poetry and atmospheric aesthetics is not only visually compelling, but mines the edges of linguistic, visual, and cultural legibility.

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Join is for our monthly Full Moon Trip Temple! Live music includes Levitation Quartet and Twango. We will also bring out some art supplies for art-making. There will be a non-alcoholic bar serving drinks, and as always, loving vibes.

It started as the only punk rock club in town, and for two to three years, it was the only place you could go, which was good because you'd see everyone you knew. The arrangement was practical and symbiotic: the restaurant profited from the punk crowds while the venue provided a crucial gathering space for the emerging underground music scene.

Sand City sits just two miles from the Monterey Bay Aquarium, yet until this month, visitors couldn't spend the night in town. For decades, this half-square-mile town wedged between Costco and Highway 1 has been hiding in plain sight - a warehouse district turned open-air art gallery, where murals climb concrete walls and sculptors work in spaces that once stored industrial equipment.