27/4-SF13 Bay Area aesthetics, in what tense?

Ok, as usual, here is what I have done today first.
headed off in the morning to the City College Campus, but got off wrong at the State University with the muni-metro, for I mistook the direction of its loop in the route. Since it will be late, so I took a visit to the university's fine arts department and an "outmoded" photography show in its art gallery. head back to town and visit the 111 minna, then take a look at the photobkshop, not at all well-stock. Even worse is the claimed to be one of the biggest second hand bkshop at Turk st. downtown, with old bks that were all really unattractive. since I have to go up hill, I took the cable car again and spare a few minutes to check out its museum near to China Town. Then I took the cable car back a few str down and changed for a bus to Kabuki for another film festival screening, Ibernia. but this dance film from beginning till end has no commentary at all, hence I didn't learn anything from it. spainish dancers, even the men, must thought themselves to be sensual and seductive, yet sorry, I even have to fight with myself for not drowsing to sleep. some of the camera movement is pretty impressive, but the avoidance of the camera self-reflection with its plentiful usage of the mirror seems a bit too self-conscious, which turns sometimes too pretentious.
then after this the only time schedule is either the 6 p.m. half price museum entry for thursday evening till another film at 7:30pm at YBA (I meant Yerba, not Young Brit Art) or the 7pm CCA Lecture series of William Pope.L. Because of another transportation false direction taken, I final settled for the CCA, but I did seize this opportunity to visit the San Francisco Center for the Book also at the Potrero district. Despite it is off exhibition hours already, there were still a type and letterpress workshop going on, so I could still luckily wandered inside to see their exhibits. Then before the CCA lecture at 7pm, I even took the few minutes left to take a small tour FINALLY inside Hirschhorn's show. the entertaining talk by William Pope.L., the most friend black artist in the US, as his latest monograph titled, ended my day.
Thanks to the materials Kate provided me, actually quite similar to what she talked a bit to me the other day, I am able to imagine the old San Fran, which made me see the parallel relevances it has with the Hong Kong present situation. but it is also because I kept reading these materials on buses and on metro, I got into some wrong directions in trying to navigate the city. Yet perhaps it is exactly these outmoded-ness I met today, that I feel SF were touching me.