Instead of sitting around all day reading Stone Butch Blues (an incredibly powerful book I had somehow missed, but was reminded of by a Pride Week list of books-that-meant-the-most-to-me), I went down to Fort Mason to see the Seat show.
My fav, the exquisitely crafted Japanesque-environment by Paul Discoe (double-click on image to enlarge):
And the haunting, seemingly adrift chairs of David Duskin.