Valencia St.
Wednesday night in the Mission, waiting for friends, art appearing at my feet and in front of my nose.
Valencia St.
Wednesday night in the Mission, waiting for friends, art appearing at my feet and in front of my nose.
A couple of weeks ago I passed this storefront in Chinatown with an informal gallery of lenticular cards taped to the inside of the glass. I thought it was so cool and striking, just floating there, images shifting slightly as you passed. I even liked the scotch tape on the window. The door was locked so I peered inside the shop and saw just stacks of boxes and paper; I couldn't tell if it was a business that had closed for good, or if I was just looking in after-hours. I've been meaning to detour back to that block to see if the shop is open and I might acquire a set or two.
(You know what lenticular is even if you think you don't. Lenticular images have a plastic, stripey corduroy-like surface that makes a noise like 'zzzt zzzt zzzt' when you scratch it with your fingernails. The printed picture shifts depending on how you view it - you move it (or your head) back and forth to make the image change.)