As I write, a giant, three-headed, three armed bronze Buddha statue is being dedicated by Mayor Gavin Newsom at the Joseph L. Alioto Performing Arts Piazza, located across the street from San Francisco’s City Hall.
I went to look at the copper welded sculpture, which at that point was still encased behind a protective wire fence, yesterday morning. Against the blue sky, Chinese artist Zhang Huan’s Three Heads Six Arms (2008) makes for an awesome sight.
The piece weighs 15 tons and measures 26 feet tall by 60 feet long. One of the most impressive things about it is the way in which it appears to look at you and reach out to you from all directions. As a work of art installed to mark the spiritual and cultural ties between San Francisco and its sister city of Shanghai, the Buddha perfectly symbolizes a 360-degree world-view and far-reaching partnership between the two places.
The piece is on loan from the artist and Pace Gallery in New York through 2011 with the potential for an extension.

Yesterday evening was one of those evenings which made me feel so joyful and blessed to be doing what I do in this great city.
It’s no surprise that student composers often create music that sounds like the music of their teachers. As in most if not all fields of learning, students learn by emulating the techniques and principles that their teachers pass on to them. And creating music that’s in the mold of the teacher’s style is flattering and more likely to gain approval. It’s usually the case that students are not expected to create anything wildly original, but rather to follow the rules and build something that’s well-made. Creativity, if it comes at all, is a post-graduation right.
It was by accident that I heard about the
The San Francisco Jazz Festival’s parent organization,
I want to give a big shout-out today to my neighborhood bookstore,
As part of a recent editorial job application for a web-based media startup, I was asked to put together my “blue sky vision” for coverage of the Bay Area culture scene. I didn’t get the gig, though I was told the reasons for this are not to do with my ideas but rather the fit with the job; “I don’t see you as a career editor,” the person in charge of hiring for the position astutely told me last week.
While researching my weekly