Mind’s Eye

There’s a fascinating new art show coming to the acclaimed Headlands Center for the Arts this week, though if visitors don’t come properly prepared when they venture to the center’s Project Space galleries and three decommissioned military sites along the Marin Headlands, they won’t see anything at all.

That’s because the new exhibit, “Edge of See: Twilight Engines,” created by India-born digital artist Vishal K Dar, will only be viewable on smartphones and tablets that will display moving-light sculptures which exist in an augmented reality seen through the screen of the devices.

In fact, visitors to the exhibition must download the exhibit’s app from the iOS App Store in advance of heading out to the coastal terrain to view the light sculptures overlaid on the sites of former military bunkers.

Dar calls these abstract sculptures “engines” for their state of constant motion, as the augmented light beams spin, turn, tumble and oscillate in response to the real-world environment.

Visitors can also view wooden architectural scale models of the bunkers back at Headlands Center for the Arts’ Project Space, and, through the app, view the light sculptures as overlays on the models. The presentation will also include maps, drawings of the sculptures, and related video work.

What Is Real?

After studying architecture, Dar moved to a career in fine arts, taking a masters program at UCLA in the early 2000s when digital art was coming into its own. In 2010, he began creating large-scale art installations with digital facets.

“My interests largely rest in the idea of sculpture, and that led me to an interest in objects and spaces,” Dar says. “Very quickly, it became important for me to create larger installations, and to make it more logistically possible, I started looking at light as a medium of sculpture.”

Dar began to work with a team of engineers at San Francisco–based creative studio Okaynokay (OKNK) to create the proprietary software that powers the exhibit’s augmented beams of light, whose movements are set to metronomic or algorithmic patterns.

“The biggest challenge,” Dar says, “and the biggest fear I had in this project, especially when I thought of viewing the world through augmented reality, is the way our devices have become a part of our world and a tool through which we now look at our world,” he says.

Dar is fascinated with how augmented reality is affecting our real world experience through the prevalence of social media, technology like Google Maps and the ubiquitous digital camera that comes on every smartphone.

“Memory-making in history was a function that either we brought about through storytelling or paintings, which then became photographs,” he says. “Now the problem is that the photograph has been destroyed, or the idea of the photograph has been destroyed as a memory object. We can, through our phone, take a thousand pictures on low-resolution in one day. How many of them will survive, we do not know.”

With this exhibit, visitors are invited to interact with these augmented sculptures through their phones for an experience that challenges the normal ways in which we view the world. Dar also capitalizes on the disconnect between the Headlands past and present in a way that changes how viewers relate to the location.

On the Headlands

Dar’s site works have largely been held in abandoned or marginalized architectural spaces. “Edge of See: Twilight Engines” is part of a series of works that investigate the border between land and seascapes, an idea that Dar came up with while working as a resident artist at the Headlands Center for the Arts in 2017.

The first site-specific work in the “Edge of See” series took place in Lulea, Sweden; Dar chose to return to Marin to continue the series where he first developed the concept.

“Most of my sites, if I were to list them out, are sites where two major things have happened,” Dar says. “One is that it’s a site of trauma. What that trauma is I don’t immediately know, but there is trauma embedded in the site. The second is [that the site is defined by] ownership.”

Dar is attracted to the Marin Headlands’ historical links to WWII and its former military ownership. “The Headlands interested me because it’s not public land; it’s land for the public,” he says.

“Edge of See: Twilight Engines” is free and open to the public, and the constantly moving virtual light installations at the three former bunkers are active 24 hours a day. The “engines” morph between pigment black and particle light as day changes to night.

“I ask the audience to try to submit to the work and not be impatient with it,” says Dar. “Because at the end of the day, [the sculptures] don’t promise anything.

“Be with these sculptures for some time, because they have a rhythm, and once you start rhythmically aligning with them, they might open up a new way of looking at things.”

‘Edge of See: Twilight Engines’ opens with a reception on Sunday, Jan. 20, at Headlands Center for the Arts, 944 Simmonds Road, Sausalito. Reception, 4:30pm; artist talk, 5:30pm. Free. 415.331.2787.

Wholly Oaxaca Mole!

It wasn’t an April Fool’s prank when news leaked that the restaurant Hurley’s would shutter after 16 successful years in business. Well-known as one of the top restaurants in the heart of Napa Valley’s multi-Michelin-starred city of Yountville, the top-tier ranking was no small achievement in a destination dotted with greats: the French Laundry, Bouchon, Ad Hoc, Bistro Jeanty, Bottega, and the latest opening of the crystal-covered palatial-designed RH, aka Restoration Hardware.

Eyebrows were raised at the subsequent announcement of a Mexican restaurant opening in Hurley’s former space, and by the fact that it would be operated by celebrity chef Thomas Keller. Keller already operates three restaurants and a bakery within the 1.5 mile radius of Yountville. With the opening of Keller’s fourth restaurant, La Calenda, the allure of this culinary utopia escalates yet another notch.

Atypical of Keller’s French cooking, La Calenda is a Oaxaca-inspired restaurant with a reasonably priced menu and a no-reservation system. It also has a sports bar with a playlist of club music (not this grownup’s fave), the better to attract millennials.

The restaurant’s interior showcases carved Oaxaca wood chairs, artwork and ceramic tableware to complement its all-Oaxacan menu. The paper menu lists eight antojitos (appetizers) that include quesadillas al pastor with pineapple and Chihuahua cheese, and shrimp cocktail. There’s also that Mexican staple, a bowl of addictive house-made tortilla chips, spicy guacamole, a ceramic bowl of salsa verde and another of salsa mixe ($13).

My dining companion sipped on a specialty margarita while I sipped on a non-alcoholic version (in order to adhere to my self-imposed “dry” January detox program). We took our time with the menu and decided to share several small plates, beginning with the charred butternut squash tamale ($6), cooked in an avocado leaf and served with spicy black bean salsa. Our server entered our order on a handheld POS device.

Amazingly, in the midst of ordering our next plate, tacos de pollo pibil ($11), with sour orange and pickled onions on grilled chicken, our squash tamale arrived, steaming hot from the kitchen. That was fast! We continued to order amid the distraction of our hunger for the tamale, which tasted a bit bland until we scooped it on a tortilla chip.

My favorite dish was a duo of lightly fried red snapper tacos ($13) with chipotle mayonnaise and cabbage. I’d order this again on my next visit and skip the overly spicy enchiladas verde ($14) with Swiss chard. True to form, Keller reconstructs the enchilada with a green pepper sauce over a thin, blue-corn tortilla wrap with Swiss chard inside.

I might also return to order the chicken in stone-ground mole negro ($22) after requesting and receiving a sample taste of this unique Oaxacan specialty, with its velvety texture and chocolatey essence. According to one server, there are 25 ingredients that comprise this dark and savory sauce; another server swore it contained 30 ingredients. Divine, nonetheless.

Dessert is a must, so be sure to save room. The French Laundry’s pastry chef makes the desserts for La Calenda, and priced at $9 each, you’re getting a bargain. The silkiness of the flan put all previous versions to shame, and an order of petite churros transformed this fairground treat into an elegant wand to swipe a dollop of perfect consistency that attends the dulce de leche.

At the close of our Oaxacan culinary adventure, the server completed our transaction using that same mobile POS device to spit out the bill and swipe my credit card. I was elated to experience a Thomas Keller restaurant—and without breaking the bank.

 

La Calenda, 6518 Washington St., Yountville. lacalendamex.com.

Horoscope

ARIES (March 21–April 19) In 1917, leaders of the Christian sect Jehovah’s Witnesses prophesied that all earthly governments would soon disappear and Christianity would perish. In 1924, they predicted that the ancient Hebrew prophet Moses would be resurrected and speak to people everywhere over the radio. In 1938, they advised their followers not to get married or have children, because the end of civilization was nigh. In 1974, they said there was only a “short time remaining before the wicked world’s end.” I bring these failed predictions to your attention, Aries, so as to get you in the mood for my prediction, which is: all prophecies that have been made about your life up until now are as wrong as the Jehovah Witnesses’ visions. In 2019, your life will be bracingly free of old ideas about who you are and who you’re supposed to be. You will have unprecedented opportunities to prove that your future is wide open.

TAURUS (April 20–May 20) Movie critic Roger Ebert defined the term “idiot plot” as “any film plot containing problems that would be solved instantly if all of the characters were not idiots.” I bring this to your attention because I suspect there has been a storyline affecting you that in some ways fits that description. Fortunately, any temptation you might have had to go along with the delusions of other people will soon fade. I expect that as a result, you will catalyze a surge of creative problem-solving. The idiot plot will transform into a much smarter plot.

GEMINI (May 21–June 20) In 1865, Prussia’s political leader, Otto von Bismarck, got angry when an adversary, Rudolf Virchow, suggested cuts to the proposed military budget. Bismarck challenged Virchow to a duel. Virchow didn’t want to fight, so he came up with a clever plan. As the challenged party, he was authorized to choose the weapons to be used in the duel. He decided upon two sausages. His sausage would be cooked; Bismarck’s sausage would be crammed with parasitic roundworms. It was a brilliant stratagem. The proposition spooked Bismarck, who backed down from the duel. Keep this story in mind if you’re challenged to an argument, dispute, or conflict in the coming days. It’s best to figure out a tricky or amusing way to avoid it altogether.

CANCER (June 21–July 22) An imaginative 27-year-old man with the pseudonym Thewildandcrazyoli decided he was getting too old to keep his imaginary friend in his life. So he took out an ad on Ebay, offering to sell that long-time invisible ally, whose name was John Malipieman. Soon his old buddy was dispatched to the highest bidder for $3,000. Please don’t attempt anything like that in the coming weeks, Cancerian. You need more friends, not fewer—both of the imaginary and non-imaginary variety. Now is a ripe time to expand your network of compatriots.

LEO (July 23–August 22) In December 1981, novice Leo filmmaker James Cameron got sick, fell asleep, and had a disturbing dream. He saw a truncated robot armed with kitchen knives crawling away from an explosion. This nightmare ultimately turned out to be a godsend for Cameron. It inspired him to write the script for the 1984 film The Terminator, a successful creation that launched him on the road to fame and fortune. I’m expecting a comparable development in your near future, Leo. An initially weird or difficult event will actually be a stroke of luck.

VIRGO (August 23–September 22) Psychologists define the Spotlight Effect as our tendency to imagine that other people are acutely attuned to every little nuance of our behavior and appearance. The truth is that they’re not, of course. Most everyone is primarily occupied with the welter of thoughts buzzing around inside his or her own head. The good news, Virgo, is that you are well set up to capitalize on this phenomenon in the coming weeks. I’m betting you will achieve a dramatic new liberation: you’ll be freer than ever before from the power of people’s opinions to inhibit your behavior or make you self-conscious.

LIBRA (September 23–October 22) What North America community is farthest north? It’s an Alaskan city that used to be called Barrow, named after a British admiral. But in 2016, local residents voted to reinstate the name that the indigenous Iñupiat people had once used for the place: Utqiaġvik. In accordance with astrological omens, I propose that in the coming weeks, you take inspiration from their decision, Libra. Return to your roots. Pay homage to your sources. Restore and revive the spirit of your original influences.

SCORPIO (October 23–November 21) The Alaskan town of Talkeetna has a population of 900, so it doesn’t require a complicated political structure to manage its needs. Still, it made a bold statement by electing a cat as its mayor for 15 years. Stubbs, a part-manx, won his first campaign as a write-in candidate, and his policies were so benign—no new taxes, no repressive laws—that he kept getting re-elected. What might be the equivalent of having a cat as your supreme leader for a while, Scorpio? From an astrological perspective, now would be a favorable time to implement that arrangement. This phase of your cycle calls for relaxed fun and amused mellowness and laissez-faire jauntiness.

SAGITTARIUS (November 22–December 21) Trees need to be buffeted by the wind. It makes them strong. As they respond to the pressure of breezes and gusts, they generate a hardier kind of wood called reaction wood. Without the assistance of the wind’s stress, trees’ internal structure would be weak and they might topple over as they grew larger. I’m pleased to report that you’re due to receive the benefits of a phenomenon that’s metaphorically equivalent to a brisk wind. Exult in this brisk but low-stress opportunity to toughen yourself up!

CAPRICORN (December 22–January 19) Writing at ThePudding, pop culture commentator Colin Morris reveals the conclusions he drew after analyzing 15,000 pop songs. First, the lyrics of today’s tunes have significantly more repetitiveness than the lyrics of songs in the 1960s. Second, the most popular songs, both then and now, have more repetitive lyrics than the average song. Why? Morris speculates that repetitive songs are catchier. But in accordance with current astrological omens, I encourage you Capricorns to be as unrepetitive as possible in the songs you sing, the messages you communicate, the moves you make, and the ideas you articulate. In the coming weeks, put a premium on originality, unpredictability, complexity and novelty.

AQUARIUS (January 20–February 18) In May 1927, Aquarian aviator Charles Lindbergh made a pioneering flight in his one-engine plane from New York to Paris. He became instantly famous. Years later, Lindbergh testified that partway through his epic journey he was visited by a host of odd, vaporous beings who suddenly appeared in his small cabin. They spoke with him, demonstrating a sophisticated understanding of navigation and airplane technology. Lindbergh’s spirits were buoyed. His concentration, which had been flagging, revived. He was grateful for their unexpected support. I foresee a comparable kind of assistance becoming available to you sometime soon, Aquarius. Don’t waste any time being skeptical about it; just welcome it.

PISCES (February 19–March 20) More than four centuries ago, a Piscean samurai named Honda Tadakatsu became a leading general in the Japanese army. In the course of his military career, he fought in more than a hundred battles. Yet he never endured a major wound and was never beaten by another samurai. I propose we make him your inspirational role model for the coming weeks. As you navigate your way through interesting challenges, I believe that like him, you’ll lead a charmed life. No wounds. No traumas. Just a whole lot of educational adventures.

Advice Goddess

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Q: My girlfriend of three years recently took a trip home for a weekend wedding. Before she left, I asked her, “Can you set my expectations as to how often I’ll hear from you?” She said she’d call every day. She called each of the three days but never stayed on the phone very long, always giving some excuse: she was in a bar, the hosts were sleeping, etc. In three days, she spent a total of 43 minutes speaking and reconnecting with me. I told her I felt really hurt by how little time she allocated. She responded that there were things planned, that she was sometimes at the behest of others driving her places, etc. I am sure that’s all true. Though I’m not insecure, I’ve felt insecure about my relationship with her. So . . . what do you think? Do I have a valid reason to feel neglected and invisible?—Ignored

A: Where there’s smoke, there’s sometimes a stick of incense burning; no reason to run for the garden hose and turn the living room into a wading pool.

If your girlfriend imagined what you’d be doing in her absence, it probably wasn’t standing over the phone for 72 hours straight, willing it to ring. Chances are, she isn’t entirely tuned in to how insecure you are about her commitment to you. Also, wedding weekends these days tend to be packed with activities from breakfast to nightcap. So there’s an initial idea of how much alone time one would have, and then there’s the actual free time between sleep, showering and “Our ride’s here! You can take your rollers out on the way to the church!”

As for the het-up state you found yourself in, what I often call our “guard dog emotions” can be a little overprotective—and that’s actually an evolved feature, not a flaw. It’s sometimes in our best interest to see unclearly. In fact, human perception evolved to be inaccurate at times—protectively inaccurate, explain evolutionary psychologists Martie Haselton and David Buss, in favor of helping us survive and pass on our genes.

This makes us prone to be oversensitive to signs of infidelity—which is to say, our suspicion is easily triggered, even by harmless, innocent behavior. This oversensitivity is evolutionarily sensible—protective of our interests. For example, it’s typically much more costly for a man to be undersensitive—all “Naw, I’m sure everything’s fine!”—when he’s about to be deceived into paying for college, grad school and rehab for a kid with some other dude’s genes.

The problem is, an infidelity alarm system that defaults to DefCon “How dare you, you hussy!” can also take a toll, even on a partner who really loves you. The jealousy, possessiveness and badgering for reassurance that ensue can make the cost of the relationship start to outweigh the benefits. This isn’t to say you can’t ask for reassurance; you just need to do it in a way that doesn’t make your partner long to put you out on the curb like an old couch.

First figure out whether there’s anything to those alarm bells going off in you—whether you have any reason to believe your girlfriend is cheating or is unhappy in the relationship. If not, chances are your compulsion to turn her iPhone into her wireless leash stems from what the late psychologist Albert Ellis called “catastrophizing”—telling yourself it would be horrible and terrible and you would just die every day forever if your relationship ended. The reality is, a breakup could lead to a stretch of mope-apalooza—weeks or months snot-sobbing into a pillow. Obviously, you’d rather not go through this. However, if you did, you’d eventually recover.

Reflect regularly on this rational corrective to your irrational thinking; accept that your relationship could end and admit that you could deal if it did. Once you calm down a little, ask your girlfriend for clarification and reassurance about her feelings for you. In time, when she’s away, you could obsess over those highly enjoyable activities we women call “weird gross guy stuff”: eating black bean taquitos and try to break your previous records for fart volume and velocity; playing Minecraft for 46 hours straight, wearing only a pair of superhero underwear; seizing the opportunity to create timeless art—which is to say, draw a face on your penis and shoot remakes of classic films: “Help me, Obi-Wan Kenobi. You’re my only hope!”

Flashbacks

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30 Years Ago This Week

“Increasingly large sections of Matt Groening’s grey matter are devoted to The Simpsons, an animated TV show that provides a fractured look at suburban life from the children’s point of view. Created as cartoon shorts last year for The Tracy Ullman Show, a latter-day Carol Burnett Show that airs Sunday night on Fox, the family that brings the beauty of belch contests and ugly-face tournaments to the TV screen not only brought Groening an Emmy nomination last year, but has triggered mumblings from Fox execs about turning The Simpsons into a half-hour TV series.”

—Jan. 6, 1989

40 Years Ago This Week

“Marin supervisors this week approved a zoning change in the Nicasio Valley which may allow Star Wars director George Lucas to build a film research center on his West Marin acreage. The zoning amendment also opens the door for future limited commercial use of the county’s ranchlands, while enhancing agricultural activities, according to planning director Marge Macris.”

—Jan. 5, 1979

50 Years Ago This Week

“Former Soviet Premier Nikita Khrushchev first made a public point of it; now a Marin Transit District backs him up. Mr. K. in the Bay Area eight years ago, noted incredulously that most of the commuter autos he saw carried only the driver. The transit district survey indicates that roughly two-thirds of the cars crossing the Golden Gate Bridge in the morning commute hours carry no passengers at all, and that only 5 percent have at least three passengers.”

Jan. 10, 1969

American Hazmat

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North Bay U.S. Congressman Jared Huffman says that by the time the federal government shutdown ends—and, nearly three weeks in, who knows when that will be—they’ll need to deploy hazmat suits at Pt. Reyes National Seashore to clean up the despoiled bathrooms and other facilities.

“It’s not an exaggeration,” says Huffman, who visited the park this week and spent last weekend picking up trash in his district, at the Golden Gate National Recreation Area, with fellow congressperson Jackie Spiers. He says the shutdown’s ill impacts have hit the GGNRA, the Redwood National Park in Del Norte and Humboldt counties, and Muir Woods in Marin County.

In an interview this week, Huffman shared his views on the shutdown and its local impact, and also gave some insight into the current lay of the land in Washington, where it appears that hazmat suits may also need to be deployed, eventually, to drain the stinky swamp-waters from the White House.

He posted a photo on Facebook this week of a “Trump Trash Can” filled with garbage collected in the GGNRA, and says he and Spiers plan to bring the bins back to Washington with them. “We’re going to take some of that trash to Donald Trump, because it’s his trash,” he says.

Huffman’s in an interesting place these days, as a freshman class of Congress has instantly diversified the lower chamber with the nation’s first Muslim American woman representative, its first Native American women representatives, and its first openly bisexual female congresswoman—not to mention the media-savvy, if occasionally fact-challenged, New York firebrand Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez. Must be a tough time to be a middle-aged white guy in Congress, no?

No. “Our congress is becoming wonderfully representative, and that feels good to me. I’m not defensive of being a straight white male in the Democratic caucus. I think that it’s kind of cool that our caucus has become so diverse. I detect a positive energy around that, and it’s not at all threatening to me.”

Huffman predicted in this paper last year that, were the Democrats to win back the House, Donald Trump would leave office around mid-February (which also happens to coincide with Huffman’s birthday on Feb. 18).

He says with a laugh that his prediction was only partially based on his birthday wish. “It also has to do with all these other factors that are coming into alignment. There is a great convergence of pressure on Trump. It may not be exactly February, but the time to catch the next bus out of the White House is coming. I’ve still got seven weeks for my prediction to come true.”

Huffman was an early proponent of impeachment proceedings against Trump and says he’s never heard a peep from Nancy Pelosi about it. “I just didn’t use the m-f-word,” he says, referencing freshman Detroit congresswoman Rashida Tlaib’s pungent putdown of puny-fingers. “There’s been no pressure from Pelosi to back off from the impeachment stuff,” he says. “We’re all individual members of congress.”

Huffman’s an environmentally oriented legislator and is looking forward to a reformed House Select Committee on the Climate Crisis, whose proponents have called for limiting committee membership only to members who have never taken money from the fossil-fuel industry. Not a good idea, he says. “It’s not an enforceable or implementable standard,” Huffman says, “though I am sympathetic with the intent.”

A no-fossil-fuel standard would, he says, foreclose on any Republican who might want to join the committee, but it also could foreclose on any lawmaker who ever received a contribution from anyone associated with the fossil-fuel industry. This, he explains, is part of the reason Beto O’Rourke’s been getting a bad rap among progressives lately; he ran for Senate in Texas, “where every third person is either working in the fossil-fuel industry or knows someone who is. That’s just Texas.”

Huffman doesn’t have that problem and says anyone who looked into his campaign contributions would have a hard time finding fossil-fuel contributions—but adds that the standards being set by the climate activists at the Sunrise Movement also “include individuals that may work directly or indirectly” with a business where fossil-fuel money is at play. Bottom line: Huffman doesn’t want to be denied access to the committee because some guy who happens to work for Chevron is also a supporter of his. He says a “more practical approach” would be to appoint leaders to the committee who “are champions on these issues.” That would include him. “I’m interested in being on the committee.”

The congressman is also welcoming the anti-fossil-fuel Green New Deal being championed by Ocasio-Cortez and other progressives. “It’s totally consistent with what I’ve been standing for over the years,” he says. “It could do great things,” he adds, “if we can marry support and enthusiasm with some of the experience we have in the caucus, and maybe apply a set of strategies that actually produce legislation that can move forward.”

Closer to home, Huffman recounts his visit to Point Reyes National Seashore where he met with a skeleton crew of “essential” employees continuing to work through the shutdown. “It’s hurting the Parks Service in obvious and less obvious ways,” he says. Point Reyes is a porous park with no entrance fees, and the crowds are still showing up.

The obvious impact has already been noted: break out the hazmat suits, those bathrooms are a mess! The less obvious impact, he says, is how the shutdown is turning worker against worker, very Trumpian, as it creates internal friction. He explains that staff at the park told him that workers who were deemed “non-essential” were sent home without pay and resent being called “non-essential.” Workers who were deemed essential are being forced to work without pay and resent that.

The shutdown, too, has suspended a contested and ongoing general management upgrade process at the park that’s trying to balance the demands of ranchers against a more wilderness-only approach to park management. Thanks to the shutdown, “there’s a ripple effect that will likely be an even greater delay in getting that done.”

Torn Tickets: Part One

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’Tis the time for “Best of” lists, so in the spirit of my illustrious predecessor and with a nod to the substantial differences in mounting a musical versus a play, here are my top torn tickets of 2018, Part One, the Plays (in alphabetical order):

‘Blackbird’ (Main Stage West) As dark subject matter goes, this look at a pedophile and his victim is as unsettling a piece of theater as I’ve seen. Under David Lear’s direction, Sharia Pierce and John Shillington acted the hell out of David Harrower’s script that raised a lot of really uncomfortable questions and provided no answers.

‘Buried Child’ (Main Stage West) Elizabeth Craven’s direction of Sam Shepard’s nightmarish look at the crumbling American dream found the right balance between the real and the surreal in this dark, funny, disturbing and heartbreaking show.

‘The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time’ (Spreckels Theatre Company) Elijah Pinkham’s revelatory performance as a 15-year-old with an Asperger’s/autism-like condition on a journey of self-discovery was the centerpiece of this Elizabeth Craven-directed production.

‘Death of a Salesman’ (Novato Theatre Company; 6th Street Playhouse) It’s a critic’s burden to have to see multiple productions of the same piece within weeks or months of each other, and it’s rare when both productions are superb. Each production had its own strengths and weaknesses, but both had towering lead performances. Joe Winkler (NTC) and Charles Siebert’s takes on Willy Loman were utterly different and totally devastating.

‘Equus’ (6th Street Playhouse) Peter Shaffer’s 1973 play about a boy and his horse was such a left-field choice for 6th Street to produce that I really didn’t know what to expect. That this very difficult play turned out to be one of the North Bay’s best 2018 productions is a credit to director Lennie Dean and an outstanding ensemble.

‘The Great God Pan’ (Cinnabar Theater) A terrific combination of script, performance and technical and design craft under the direction of Taylor Korobow made this rumination on recovered memory unforgettable.

‘Oslo’ (Marin Theatre Company) While the Oslo Accords have been deemed a failure, MTC’s excellent production of the J. T. Rogers drama about the negotiations that led to them reminded us that humanity is too often the missing element in politics today.

Next week: Top Torn Tickets, the Musicals!

All a-Quiver

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Look, it’s not like you have to use HerbaBuena’s Quiver Sensual Pleasure Cannabis Oil as suggested on the bottle. You don’t have to, as the label says, “massage daily in and around your most private parts to enhance arousal, intercourse and orgasm.”

Frankly, I don’t know what would happen if you did that on a daily basis, but the company’s website swears by the product’s sex majick qualities, and who am I to judge? All I can say is that this Ovidian oil is loaded down with pot juice—120mg of THC in a 30ml bottle? That’s the exact opposite of . . . impotent.

And, hey, it’s not like I went out and bought this stuff—so don’t get any funny ideas. The affable and engaging Michael Straus—of the Straus family of fine dairy products (and self-described black sheep of the family, he says with a laugh)—came by the office with some sample bottles not long ago, and also gifted the Nugget with a couple of Herba Buena joints: the CBD-rich Harmonize and the whole-flower sativa Rock On. Those cost $$65–$80 for a pack of five. A full bottle of the Quiver will set you back $50.

And it’s totes worth it if the critics are right. The oil’s been highlighted as the “Best Intimacy Product” by the San Francisco Chronicle, while The Cannafornian gives Quiver high marks for sustainability—though they’re not referring to sustaining your slim jim, but rather the eco-friendly manner in which Quiver is conjured.

The company’s based in Napa and specializes in biodynamic, sun-drenched cannabis that’s as close to an orgasmic certification as you get in the cannabis business. Dangit, organic certification. Where is my mind today?

The smokeables were sublime, but the oil was on a different order of special and featured ingredients that were nothing if not Christmas-evoking. Strong hints of clove, cinnamon and vanilla lent a sense that you could get a similarly erotic effect by taking a bath in a vat of eggnog, as from this product. Perhaps I am exaggerating.

And what “effect” would that be? As noted, there’s no law that says you have to nurture the nether regions with Quiver. I got some great effects by rubbing some of the oil behind my ears and into my scalp. Let’s just say that I rubbed it in, and that I rubbed it in really, really hard. I waited the requisite 20 minutes for the THC to kick in. When it did, I found myself [CENSORING] a [CENSORED] in the [CENSORED] as she [CENSORED] my [CENSORED]—all under the mistletoe, of course.

Home Again

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A familiar sight and sought-after voice in the Bay Area music scene, Elliott Peck has already made her mark singing in rock and roll band Midnight North and regularly joining Phil Lesh & the Terrapin Family Band onstage at Terrapin Crossroads.

Now the Marin-based Peck strikes gold on her debut as a solo performer, offering a tender and captivating record, Further from the Storm, released last October. This week, Peck throws an album-release party with a show on Jan. 11 at Terrapin Crossroads alongside a cavalcade of local stars.

Peck was looking for a change of pace when she relocated to the Bay Area from Chicago in 2005. “I fell in love with the area, the music scene and the weather,” she says. “It now feels like home.”

Quickly embraced in the Bay Area for her ability with harmonies, Peck says she stumbled upon Midnight North bandmate Grahame Lesh in 2012. “Grahame and I have a history of similar influences; we’re both fans of the Band, and Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young and obviously the Grateful Dead,” she says. “We also really enjoy that sound of male-female harmonies.”

In late 2017, fellow Marin musician Jason Crosby introduced Peck to Joe Poletto, founder of North Bay label and artist collective Blue Rose Music, and Poletto offered Peck a deal to release her album.

She worked alongside Oakland producer Karl Derfler (Tom Waits, Dave Matthews) and recruited a lineup of luminaries like Crosby, Dan Lebowitz, bassist David Hayes (Van Morrison) and others. The result is a tightly constructed and effortlessly melodic collection of tunes.

Taking inspirations from the likes of Emmylou Harris, as well as the blues influence of her upbringing near Chicago, Peck’s sonorous vocals and slight Midwestern drawl shine on songs about traveling, making relationships work and other heartfelt topics.

Now that vinyl and CD copies of Further from the Storm are available, Peck is excited to share the record at the upcoming release show, which will encompass two sets of music and feature guests like Phil and Grahame Lesh, Lebowitz, Crosby, Mother Hips members Tim Bluhm and Greg Loiacono and others.

“The beauty of the whole message and mantra of Terrapin Crossroads is that it is a community,” says Peck. “To have a place like Terrapin is an incredible source of inspiration and camaraderie.”

 

Elliott Peck performs on Friday, Jan. 11, at Terrapin Crossroads, 100 Yacht Club Drive, San Rafael. 8pm. $22–$25. 415.524.2773.

Letters

Donnie Wallbanger

Donald Trump’s “Wall” is more than an ugly, spurious obstacle to immigrants.

The “Wall” is more than a blackmail payout to government shutdown hostages.

The “Wall” is more than another part of Trump’s autocracy.

The “Wall” is trump’s search for a missing manhood.

The people he hates the most ask: “Donde esta tu machismo?”

Alfred Auger

Fairfax

Denied

Despite the recent outbreaks of deadly wildfires both here in California and in other parts of the world, there is still a large number of skeptics and climate-change deniers who are interfering and blocking the desperately needed worldwide effort to arrest the progression of global warming. This sizable group of doubters is headed by the Trump government and the owners of the oil, gas and coal and logging corporations. They are calling for “more studies” and “the gathering of more facts” as a tactic to deny the reality of global warming and to heed the urgent calls from the rest of us to use all necessary measures to stop this growing world crisis.

Living in California, I have just experienced firsthand the scary results of these wildfires on the lives of the people here. These fires have exploded out of the control of the local and state fire departments. And they have burned hundreds of fleeing residents alive in the most terrifying destruction of human life. To avoid this increasing global catastrophe from escalating beyond the point of no return, we must stop our decades of delay in fighting and ending global warming. Here is my answer to the climate-change deniers:

First, it is not a question of whether or not climate change is going to be confirmed as a real issue. Climate change is an issue right now. And it is quickly becoming a global catastrophe. There is no longer time to “do more studies” and get “all the facts”; a global movement to stop climate change is desperately needed right now. The time for endless discussions, philosophizing and more lies and coverups from the fossil-fuel and logging corporations is over.

Conclusive studies have already been done. Modern science was becoming aware that industrial gases were warming our planet over one hundred years ago. (In fact, even the Greeks, 2,500 years ago, were aware that the world’s climate could be changed by environmental destruction.) By the 1970s, the alarm had gone off. And by 2001, scientists had gathered virtually conclusive evidence of its causes and its effects on our planet’s health. However, the corporate world has made efforts to deny and cover up what is almost a total consensus in the scientific community.

When you find your house on fire, do you consult the encyclopedia to read more about the history and causes of fire and its likely effect on human life? Do you start arguing with others in the burning house about who is most to blame? Of course not. You simply alert everyone else in the house and work together to save your lives.

And so the entire human race must now stop reading “ancient scriptures” about fires and debating about whether these texts are truly real and actually predict the future. If we hope to survive this impending catastrophe, it is time to stop arguing, procrastinating and daydreaming, and to unite as we have never done before in humankind’s entire history.

Rama Kumar

Fairfax

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Look, it’s not like you have to use HerbaBuena’s Quiver Sensual Pleasure Cannabis Oil as suggested on the bottle. You don’t have to, as the label says, “massage daily in and around your most private parts to enhance arousal, intercourse and orgasm.” Frankly, I don’t know what would happen if you did that on a daily basis, but the company’s...

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Letters

Donnie Wallbanger Donald Trump’s “Wall” is more than an ugly, spurious obstacle to immigrants. The “Wall” is more than a blackmail payout to government shutdown hostages. The “Wall” is more than another part of Trump’s autocracy. The “Wall” is trump’s search for a missing manhood. The people he hates the most ask: “Donde esta tu machismo?” Alfred Auger Fairfax Denied Despite the recent outbreaks of deadly wildfires both...
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