I am eternally thankful for
-my one and only
-my mom and her gratitude towards small things
-my brother, even though he is watching How I Met Your Mother in the other room without me
-how my house currently smells like pepperoni pizza
Our friend Shawn Whisenant (Green Hat) passed away this last week. The epitome of an artist and exceptional in a myriad of mediums. Shawn regularly graced the art world with eyes that were succinct in revealing the beauty of a life spent committed to one’s passions.
The last time I spoke with Shawn, he was buried inside Book & Job Gallery painting a sign. Maybe to earn a few dollars for processing film or maybe for printing a new Zine of his. I really don’t know. What I do know is that we spoke at length about San Francisco’s changing landscape and what that meant to us. Me saying it might be time to move on, while Shawn remained adamant in his love and desire to stay, regardless of the constantly growing hurdles.
That indomitable will and ingenuity for creation, despite the odds, despite the news, made Shawn Whisenant the quiet inspiration he was and still is to every one he came in contact with. I only wish we could have given him the credit he truly deserved while he was still with us.
Who knows if these words will ever reach you, but I’m sure I can speak for everyone when I say, we will miss your eye, your creativity, your insight, and your smile. Thanks for being here. RIP Shawn
*On Wednesday March 8th at 7PM, please come and celebrate Shawn’s life and work at Book & Job Gallery at 838 Geary st. San Francisco, CA 94109. You are encouraged to bring any prints, zines, or photographs to share. However, the most important thing is to bring yourself.*
It literally feels like I’m at a concert because they (my neighbors) always play live concert music pretty loud. Ugh I love it and I love the feeling it gives me. It feels like BFD.
If you’re reading this (you know who you are), it feels like falling in love all over again. 😌
There’s something I love so much about the sound of music coming from the apartment across from mine