Jello quakes and pirate radio
Yesterday I was lucky enough to see Jello artist extraordinaire Liz Hickok show her latest sculpture of San Francisco at the Exploratorium. She told me, Jason, Charlie and a group of excited kids that she creates her own custom jello molds for each building and house, then sprays the finished product with a layer of silicon rubber to keep it intact. Her subject was the beautiful Palace of Fine Arts where the Exploratorium is located. Hickok isn’t interested in sculpting other foods, she says, because “they don’t have the same luminosity and jewel tones.” Besides, she likes to create earthquakes with her sculptures, and “not many other foods jiggle like this!”
Later that afternoon, I trundled over to the Mission, where I joined Violet for a special edition of her podcast Open Source Sex. (I’ll post a link to the podcast as soon as it goes up.) It was a joint broadcast with Neighborhood Public Radio, a group of old-school audio geeks who use those weird non-wifi bands of the spectrum to broadcast a radio show that can only be heard by people within about a 10-block radius. We had a long debate about whether geographical communities were really communities, then decided that there ought to be Scientology porn. I finished off the evening by acquiring a new hat, which looks a lot like Elly‘s hat. Yes, it was just another non-sequiturish Saturday.
