Well, the adventure began on the wrong freeway, cutting across Sacramento in a criss cross pattern until he called his woman and asked her to check the location. With location acquired and, hopefully, remembered we made our way to the Silk bar. As we drove down the street to the place he stated “Here it is.” and I was unsure this was the place until I saw the little burning man in EL wire outside the place, glowing in the night. I slowed down and went by the place slowly and checked out the car level in the parking area. There seemed to be two trailers and about 4 cars which seemed like a smallish group for something so intensive and all encompassing. So with heavy heart we went around the corner and parked the car in the street.
We walked over to the entrance, which was around the back, and as we got there the parking lot was more full then it had seemed from the street so our hearts lightened somewhat. Somewhat. As we entered the first thing I noticed was a guy in a really bitchin’ leather kilt. He stated that since he had worked for the company for years he decided that he should have one of the products himself. And we were in.
The art pieces were small, but one of them, the squid thingy on the wall, was impressive. It was glowing softly from the inside and had puffy little arms spread along the wall. There was another piece that was internally lighted and in the shape of a pyramid with a gigantic eye on it. It was about four and a half feet tall. That was it.
