Now, when I say ‘flashback’, I am definitely probably not implying in any way shape or form that I used to drop a lot of acid and go to Grateful Dead concerts, on this family friendly blog, and you should not infer that I am saying that I ever did or didn’t do things like that, just because I grew up in the San Francisco Bay Area during the 60’s, 70’s and 80’s.
But I did find an awesome store in the Haight Ashbury district in the city, that did cause a ‘flashback’ of sorts, in a non-old-acid-trips-coming-back-into-your-head kind of a way… you know, more just like good memories.
I mean, you either get ‘The Dead’, or you don’t…
But I sure did. Also, I want that tree for Christmas next year.
Both my daughters had tie dye outfits when they were little. They still wear tie dye now and then, and so do I. I think my older daughter, Jessica, the one we visited in New York, came home from the hospital in a little tie dye onesie. Onesy? One-sie?
And I don’t mean that off-the-rack tie dye, the painted-on, mass-produced crap.
Plaid… the original tie dye!
I mean real tie dye, made by old hippies in their back yards, in vats, with rubber bands and love. Like these.
Tie dye never goes out of style.
Everybody loves bright colors.
If you are ever in San Francisco, check out ‘Love On Haight’, and say high… uh… hi… to the nice old hippy lady who runs the place.
We bought most of our tie dyes at the street fair on Telegraph avenue, over in Berkeley.
You support your local artists. Also, if you are a messy eater like me, tie dye is a must-have. It is also good for dentist visits if your gums bleed a lot.
Okay, see you soon.
Pouring My Art Out 