Go Fish

Silly Pink Bunnies

When we lived on Fulton Street, I used to see stickers and graffiti all the time for SPB--silly pink bunnies. It was sort of mysterious. One day, when I came home on the bus I saw a poster wheat-pasted to an electrical box at Fulton and Baker. It was a pink bunny, stylized, hacked up and creeped-out, all limbs like pipes and teeth and bones. Somehow or another, a few years later, I came to find out that the artist was a guy named Jeremy Fish.

Not long after that, I met a guy named Matt who was friends with my friend Jeff. He was a skater and part of the Silly Pink Bunnies crew. At his house hung painting after painting. Pink bunnies and mutilated monkey meat. I wandered around from room to room in a daze, mouth agape.

That was five or six years ago. In the interim, I feel like I've watched Jeremy Fish's reputation--and talent--grow from afar. I only have one print of his (thanks Jeff!), but I plan on buying more while I still can.  I'm kicking myself for not trying harder to buy something eight years ago, but it's still not too late to get some good deals on his paintings. We went to his opening at Upper Playground last night, and though there were works in the thousands of dollars, there were also a few that you could take home for a couple of hundred. He's ana amazing artist, in my opinion, who just keeps getting better. If you live in San Francisco, make a point to stop by.