And tonight Frida Kahlo at the SFMOMA with Ciana. I haven't seen much of her stuff, but I am convinced that I will love it. Esp. since I'm way into the ethnic thing these days. And realness in general.
Realness, for real. And just like being aware of things. Knowing what's in the food I eat, knowing on some fuzzy level about how to make sounds come out of my otherwise silent banjo-shaped beast. And now, knowing where the water in my faucets comes from and how it got there and what it means for the future.
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