i am thinking about fort mason in san francisco.

in 1942 my grandfather gathered in fort mason and boarded a ship bound for the pacific theater to fight in the world war.

in 1992 my mother had her mfa thesis show for the san fransisco art institute in fort mason. i found pieces from her classmates on internet archive.

in 2025 i was working for a traveling cafe and we popped up at the west coast craft fair setup in fort mason.

this space knows a poetic evolution.