Author: Kelsey Issel

Burly, bearded, and well-groomed, the men Travis Ridlehuber paints display cultural markers of Western masculinity. Gracefully emerging from custom made wood panels—crafted to Travis’ specifications by a trusted East Bay wood artisan—these portraits are at once macho and delicate. This

In the thirteen plus years street artist and muralist, D Young V, has lived in San Francisco, his striking images of war, weaponry, and revolution has very much become a part of the city’s urban environment. 

Brian Leo creates small-scale paintings that pack a visual punch. Using bright colors reminiscent of Warhol’s palette, Brian explores the socio-political, and the public and private spheres with an air of satire and humor. The commercial world offers this artist

Shrouded in a black and white spandex pillowcase, Jeanne Lauren of Skyana Entertainment, stands on a pedestal at the center of the gallery. Behind her emerge electrical-tape renderings of free-flowing vine-like forms traveling up the gallery’s wall. To her left

“You’ve gotta be really strong in your convictions. You gotta be the person who doesn’t care about what anyone thinks anymore,” Carly Ivan Garcia tells me by phone from a café in his Marin County neighborhood. “I started curating my

    The Midway Gallery is thrilled to present “Falling ‘Deep Below Heaven,’” a watercolor series by Christine Aria in conjunction with Inyoung Seoung’s He•li•o•trop•ic.

Christine is one of The Midway Gallery’s inaugural resident artists and will be the

Last Friday night(April 8th), The Midway Gallery hosted the opening of Boback Emad’s Bold Expressions, a refreshing and invigorating solo show curated by Roll Up Gallery’s Betty Bigas.

Last Thursday, The Midway Gallery’s art director, Kelsey Marie Issel, participated in ArtSpan’s Pre-Auction Panel Discussion concerning San Francisco’s arts ecosystem.

During The Midway’s first intern-curated show last November guests were treated to Oakland-based artist, Jeffrey Yip’s multimedia installation, Shift. 

Stepping into Robin Birdd’s studio reveals a collection of oddities ranging from the absurd to the unsettling. One corner houses a pile of breasts in a variety of sizes; from large sacks reminiscent of bean-bags to smaller, hand-sized pieces that