Sunday, September 4, 2011

Nieves


Here it is. My URL linked me to a female fiction writer from the Dakota's. My imagination took me to something that it is not fictional and that is the infamous biker gathering that disturbs Native American sacred rituals. My inspiration was based on a walk to Oregon's natural springs at Bagby where I have witnessed in the course of four years , how a stump of a tree refused to die and reinvented itself as a two slim trunks that protrude from the center of the the stump. The candles float in the vacuum of my drawing and connect to a quivering trunk revitalizing its new journey, not as a majestic old cedar or old pine growth ; nor a caricature of the late giant; but as an example of renewal.


Day 18: Amin





It's Day 18 and though I forgot my postcard at home before running around today, I got this great photo with Amin. He was chillin' resting back against the pick up enjoying almonds (I think it was almonds!), and he was totally sweet and excited.

Amin made me laugh later when he said to his friend Woody, "She's going to make me famous."
I'm not sure about that Amin, but thank you for being part of this.


Saturday, September 3, 2011

Day 17: Michael

We met at a party.


On the way, there was some poetry:



Friday, September 2, 2011

Day 16: Jessica

New Haven is a hard place to meet strangers. Its as though you're breaking into someone's home if you try to talk with folks. I had many close connects today, but it took 2 hours of steady wandering to actually get someone, anyone, to engage. FINALLY, Jessica stopped and said "yes". And she was super happy. Thank you Jessica.


All I know is that these next few weeks here are going to be a challenge.





A morning coffee by a window, passing footsteps...


Thursday, September 1, 2011

Day 15: Naomi

rode on the train with me up from New York City to New Haven. We were having such a good time talking and making jokes that we didn't even realize we'd arrived in New Haven.





Naomi told me she hates having her picture taken. She and I are kindred spirits in that sense. I think she looks wonderful in this photo. I started talking with her because she was wearing this really cool jacket (note in photo), and on the back it said "The Manhattans". Come to find out, it was an R&B group that she was involved with (she was on the Executive team). She got on the train in Grand Central wearing this jacket, looking all cool-like and I told myself I wanted a photo with her. But it took me almost the entire ride today to work up the nerve to ask her. Finally I did, and am I glad.

She told me the story of how she got her jacket ("It was a surprise - they gave everybody one.") and shared a little bit about the group. Then we talked about the weather, hurricanes and such. After a review of all the damage we've been reading about in the newspaper (Naomi made sure to bring her New York Times and New Yorker with her), we started making jokes about what in the world is going on. We were laughing at the idea that G-d is saying, "Enough already!"

I told her the joke about the guy who is stuck on a mountain when a huge flood comes, waiting for G-d to help him. A raft passes by, he waves it away. A helicopter passes by, he sends it off. A boat arrives, he doesn't get on. Each time he tells his rescuer, "I'm fine, G-d's going to save me." Finally, he finds himself standing in front of G-d and he asks G-d "What happened?" G-d responds, "I sent you a raft, a helicopter, and a boat. What more do you want?"

After we recovered from our laughter and jokes about the Ten Plagues, Naomi then said, "It's only life if we can still laugh."

Indeed. Naomi, you rock. And I hope you get to see this.

After recovering from my long journey on the rail, I rode out on my bike. I left a bit of art in the sunshine.


Kim


Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Day 14: Naresh

is dope. This was our fifth picture `cause I kept messing up. He even offered to help me at one point.


He was downstairs lookin' smart in his suit and I asked him if he'd be part of my project. I promised him I wouldn't photo shop his picture. He asked me what it was for, and I know it's odd, I admitted. "It's for art." I said. Yup. See, Naresh? It's all right here.

I look a little cra-zee cause I just got off a 12 hour flight and landed at LaGuardia Airport in New York and only had about 2 hours of sleep the night before. Props to Naresh for taking a photo with the semi-crazed looking artist. Before we took this photo, before I worked up the courage to take one, I had been in the cab from LaGuardia. Where I left a little gift:



I hope someone finds it.

New York, New York. It's nice to be back this way. Thank you Oregon. And peace.