citylikeyou — El Rio — San Francisco by Jenny Odell

Reliably divey, with an ample back patio, ill-advertised punk shows and the occasional appearance of dollar oysters.

Address
El Rio, 3158 Mission Street, San Francisco, United States

Current city: San Francisco

Jenny Odell is a Bay Area native/captive who makes art from Google satellite imagery. (Portentiously, Odell was born not 6 miles from where the Google Headquarters would eventually be.) Her work attempts to bring into focus the specificity and fragility of human existence by cataloguing its structures: swimming pools, parking lots, billboards, etc. Her work has been featured at the Google Headquarters and Les Rencontres D’Arles in France, as well as on the NPR Picture Show, Rhizome, Gizmodo, ESPN Magazine, Die Zeit, NEON Magazine, Elephant Magazine, and most bizarrely, a Belgian TV guide that came in the mail with an assortment of gorilla stickers.

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