“Heaven is a city much like San Francisco.”  — Tony Kushner, Angels in America

Just there for a few days, and I remembered, in the rain, all the things I did love about living in The City. If it’s been taken over by the techies, totally, this wasn’t apparent to me; I largely saw what’s always been there for me: characters (that you don’t see anywhere else), water, cool breezes, astonishing buildings, non-pretentiousness. See, even a Cat in the City misses me:

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I also took a walk over to the de Young Museum, not far from where Spitty’s owner (my cousin Mary) lives. The Keith Haring exhibit (The Political Line) is on view till February.

It’s very powerful, even though I think I agree with my cousin that a little Haring does go a long way. What was particularly interesting/disorienting was overhearing the docent put Haring and AIDS and the political climate of the 1980s surrounding it in an historical perspective, like it was an event in time like the French Revolution or the days of King Tut. That was a great reminder to me that those of us who were there and survived that time have to continue to bear witness to it, even if we’d rather sometimes just move on. It’s like opening up a recently scabbed wound. Here are some pictures — some of his art had to do with anti-consumerism, which I didn’t really know about beforehand but was delighted to see. Here’s a great resource on Keith Haring over at Artsy. 

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