The historic Pier 70 building has served as a stage for the strange, the glowing, the contorted, the true artist. It is our duty to give it a proper renegade farewell.
We'll light up its walls that have provided us shelter, turn up the bass that has served as its heart beat, and drink from the well of its might.
and we will “rage, rage against the dying of the light”*
In collaboration with The Midway SF, Pier 70 Partners, Opulent Temple, Marpi & Building 180: Warehouse of Magic
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B.Y.O.P.
Artists set up your work. Bring your own projectors, sculptures, performances. Power is limited so bring your own or come early.
Musicians & DJs come prepared to play.
Performers bring your outfits and your energy.
Confirmed artists:
Marpi
Jeffrey Yip
ecco screen
Alex Andre
LoveTech
More artists & musicians to be announced.
There will be a bar & a DJ set up.
Let’s get weird one more time before this space is wiped from the SF landscape forever.
?*poem by Dylan Thomas
Art
The historic Pier 70 building has served as a stage for the strange, the glowing, the contorted, the true artist. It is our duty to give it a proper renegade farewell.
We'll light up its walls that have provided us shelter, turn up the bass that has served as its heart beat, and drink from the well of its might.
and we will “rage, rage against the dying of the light”*
In collaboration with The Midway SF, Pier 70 Partners, Opulent Temple, Marpi & Building 180: Warehouse of Magic
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
B.Y.O.P.
Artists set up your work. Bring your own projectors, sculptures, performances. Power is limited so bring your own or come early.
Musicians & DJs come prepared to play.
Performers bring your outfits and your energy.
Confirmed artists:
Marpi
Jeffrey Yip
ecco screen
Alex Andre
LoveTech
More artists & musicians to be announced.
There will be a bar & a DJ set up.
Let’s get weird one more time before this space is wiped from the SF landscape forever.
?*poem by Dylan Thomas
Art
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