Almost ready to begin some sort of more extensive exercise.We went to the new DeYoung Museum on Saturday (see picture below) and I walked a lot and awkwardly climbed and descended a lot of stairs.
Before the DeYoung, we hit our favorite dim sum spot, Wing Lee Barbecue and Bakery, on Clement St., and took our generously-proportioned pork buns, potstickers and chicken skewers down to Ocean Beach to eat while we watched the surfers. Surfing there does not look fun. On a day like Sunday, which was bright but chilly, it just looked cold.
The museum was cool. The new design allows for surprise vistas and looks back at itself from crooked little angles. People outside can see inside some areas, turning the galleries into arsty people-quariums, and in other areas, gallery guests can look out at the display of people among the garden's sculpture, such as the two waiters I watched behind the messy cafe bus-station, shoving a plate of french fries into their mouths in "hiding". (Note to outdoor cafe designer: if the busboys had somewhere to put the trays, they wouldn't throw them on the grass behind the bus station. Nothing like a view of trash and trays strewn across the lawn to compliment a nice piece of sculpture in a beautiful setting.)
I notice these things.
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