Outsider Art & Bread of Death
I am pleased as punch that Kusala took such a liking to my shot of the cannibal ritual the pigs adorning Belmar La Gallinita Meat Market (Kusala, you might want to check this Yelp review to learn more about the source of your image of adoration.)
I couldn't help but thinking about how much great outsider art there is on the various businesses in the Mission, especially here in the southeast corner and off Valencia and Mission which are becoming increasingly upscale. Much of this outsider art recalls Henry Darger, more intentional if not elegant as random graffiti and not as ornate as murals. And where else could you find pan de muerto?
In an era of franchise conformity and computer generated templates for even the most rank amateur, it's good to see a few hand-made signs with non-uniform lettering.
And a place to buy a thank you gift for your favorite table tennis enthusiast.
Or enjoy haute cuisine named after the favorite film of my childhood.
Or this mysterious fellow who, nonetheless, has that Junk Thief sartorial sensibility.
Don't ask me why, but there is something about this sign that really touches me. And I've resisted the temptation to write "Hope you win" at the bottom. It makes me feel good to know that something this sweet and unassuming still exists in America without the slightest intention of camp or irony. This barber is just trying to make an honest living.
I have mentioned the Foxy Lady several times, but at last I am pleased to reveal their fetching mascot.
The various barber shops and salons have the best signs. Love that unisex look!
Much as I love pupuserias, I do enjoy our lone Caribbean restaurant in the neighborhood.
Mr. Alvarez, while you're reviewing my itemized deductions, I'm going to check out these Hummel figurines.
I don't go to Mr. Burbujas since it's a couple blocks further than my corner laundromat, but I love the art.