A Life of Grace

The overreaching theme of our San Francisco trip was the Art. Everywhere, hidden, exposed, chaotic, classic, planned, tower sized and minute. Our eyes were constantly inundated with images: inspiring our minds, rejuvenating us. For me, the timing couldn’t have been better as I explore my own interests in sketching and stenciling. The two biggest displays we saw were at the de Young Museum where, unfortunately, no picture taking was allowed: Andy Warhol and Yves Saint Laurent. Both visionaries, both possessing unprecented minds, both artists who I’ve never given much attention to. I felt my mind nearly bursting with beauty. Here are some highlights from around the city.

Our first trip together without the boys. A cheap flight, a cheap hostel, no car, four days. San Francisco was, quite simply, magical. We walked for miles, rode the bus, discovered the city in all it’s strangeness and beauty, and saw more in our few short days than we’d even hoped. I’m terrible at sorting pictures and leaving any out just feels horrible, therefore, I’m going to chronicle our trip in three posts centered on three different aspects of our trip: Us, The City, and The Art. Here is Us.