Hmm. Jacob brings up interesting points about borders. And then follows Erika, who both lives and works right on the border (honestly, she can probably see the city limits signs while she's frothing milk...this is/is not a nuclear free zone). Erika told me she lives in Boakland. When does it start to "feel" like Ber(zer)keley, when does it feel like Oakland? Think of driving down Sacramento, San Pablo, College...there are different feels to each street, but is there a distinct Berkeley, Oakland division? I don't know. I know part of Dillon's point is that there seems for Oakland a lack of identity. Berkeley definitely has an identity, though it's identity is strongly linked to the campus and the 60's history, but what part does southwest berkeley play in that?? (as in south of university, west of sacramento or even mlk??) Don't we Berkeleyans seems to consider that part of town "Oakland," even though it's clearly Berkeley? (What could be said about the border between Oakland/SL or Oakland/Alameda--a manmade estuary dug out for ships to get to port???)

I guess an examination of borders is an entirely different piece than Dillon's focus on the identity crisis of Oakland, but it would be a fun project to encounter. Perhaps you post pics of walls, completed, uncompleted, all along the border with poems pertaining to them. That's a whole new problem.