
I'm really really (really really) encouraging folks to take some time to see this magic little show of paintings by Takako Yamaguchi. Jumping off from the best of Op Art, without the annoying sandy rub, Yamaguchi mines the depths of California landscape painting through the lens of a surrealist. Opulent brushwork. Baroque, if sun bleached palette. Just get yer ass down there. Up through this Saturday, February 28th. Last week! Last week!
Even if you miss the current show, I strongly recommend visiting this unique little gallery in downtown San Francisco. Celebrating one year this month, Eric Renehan Jones and Ava Jancar have created a place with integrity. Close to the downtown gallery scene (á la 49 Geary and the museum ghetto) but with a spot of its own, taking the walk over to Jancar Jones Gallery is a must.
The building is reminiscent of a Haruki Murakami novel, where the character gets off an elevator on to a floor which doesn't really exist. The gallery occupies the mezzanine level down a long, long hallway. The interior space is intimate and oddly shaped - it has some resonance with Adobe Books Back Room gallery (3166 16th Street, San Francisco). If I was to believe in, or have more knowledge of, sacred geometry I might evoke a theory. But I'm not, nor do I.
Their first year of artists has been quirky and conceptual, without straying into the stinky pedantic and pretentious. Each show comes off with a level of freshness, and modest excitable energy. As my wife (Ingrid Keir, she has a name) is apt to say, "quiet storm." Keep your eye on this space and support them. One way that you can do this is via their artist prints, a series of affordable works on paper.
Jancar Jones Gallery
965 Mission, Suite 120
San Francisco, CA 94103
415-281-3770
Thursday-Saturday, noon-6pm & by appointment
www.jancarjones.com/