I hope to see everyone there. Be sure to stop by and say hello.

Secondly, we are proud about the steps we’ve taken, to become more ecological. Offsetting carbon was a big step, as most of our impact comes from energy consumption. But this is only one area.

Composting is one of those things that is starting to catch on more and more. It’s not as scary as people might think. Additionally, San Francisco has a composting program, similar to the well known recycling program.

It’s not as wide spread though. We’re hoping to bring it to our building as a whole, so all the businesses here, can be part of the program. This is much better than trying to manage your own, individual composting.

There is a product called the Wiggly Ranch that doesn’t smell or anything, and you get to keep pet worms.

Or you can get this super fancy one for $300:
http://www.cleanairgardening.com/autocomposter.html

There is also this $69 Japanese composter that doesn’t use worms but works inside with no smells:
http://www.cleanairgardening.com/kitchen.html

Anyway, good job on your new site. Sorry to get off-track with the composting!

I like the idea of using a Gap shirt as a platform for doing something subversive, but it seems like it would be difficult. Michelangelo was able to sneak hundreds of images of penises on to the Sistine Chapel ceiling, but it’s easier to hide something that is going to be viewed from the floor of a very tall room than it is to put it on the front of a men’s extra large t-shirt that is going to be stretched across some guy’s stomach three inches away in a crowded elevator.

However, we all know this is nothing new. It is the constant, in the struggle to make meaningful art. While hate to perceive our heroes as fallen, it is this dynamic, between money and art, art and the public, that has been the constant challenge for artists. If it were not for this kind of dynamic, would we have such great works of art. Would we have Duchamp? Would we have Warhol? Would we have a particular ceiling, in a particular building, inhabited by a particular man in a particularly funny hat?

I think this is where art can become interesting, can become subversive, can become meaningful. I think it certainly did not, in this case.

The definition of selling out, is the moment you compromise the quality and respect for what you do, to make a buck. Sometimes this happens out of necessity and survival. Other times, it is something much palettable.