Pack some local beers and cool off with with a swim at one of the Greater Bay Area's swimming holes.
Drive up Point Reyes Coast to Bass Lake for a 2.7-mile hike and a bathing-suit-optional, warm freshwater swim. For the adventurous, there's a serious rope swing. For those seeking relaxation, bring a plastic raft and doze on the lake.
We finally got out to Berkeley last night to meet painter/author Zak Smith, currently on a book tour for the first release of Tin House-published We Did Porn. Nestled in the back room of Moe's Books, Smith read from his newly published memoir, which details his career as an actor in adult films under the name Zak Sabbath. Far from being the stereotypical bohemian artist, Smith's reading is smart, sarcastic, bitchy, and downright hilarious. He challenges us NorCal folk to ask more questions during the Q&A than his LA audiences - we couldn't let them be more "intellectual" than us, could we?
We finally got to SFMOMA's new Georgia O'Keefe and Ansel Adams exhibit, which focuses on the friendship that sprung up between the two during a stint in New Mexico. It's supposed to display the effects of their mutually beneficial, non-sexual relationship on their respective works. Fair enough, but it's kind of a replay. The show's very similar to one a few years ago, which contrasted O'Keefe's paintings with the portraiture and photography of her husband, Alfred Stieglitz. But that exhibition actually took the plunge and embraced the sexuality of both artists, which was very sexy and risqué. This one just lightly dabbles.