Your average Winter Arts Guide, that alt-weekly staple, is typically a bit grimmer than its Fall Arts counterpart, at least in places that actually have something which qualifies as a "winter." It'll be a recommendation of the grimmest exhibitions of lint-based sculpture, the longest performances of the loudest dirges in the darkest basements, the most bleakly Swedish of bleak Swedish films. But San Francisco is not so burdened; here the season is more... More >>>