A place to live if you please: part II

Yesterday I bought the first piece of furniture for my new apartment: a kick-ass wooden bench. Walking by the garage sale, it popped and I immediately wanted it.

The guy selling it said, “I fucking love this bench…but it’s from a past relationship, and I have to move on. I just do.”

“I totally understand. How much?”

“Forty.”

“I’ll take it.”

I smiled so wide when I realized I had just purchased my first piece of furniture. Never mind the fact that I no longer have a place to live! It’s not really that immediate of a rush…it’s gonna take a few months to settle the debt and iron out the kinks…but still.

I need to be where I’m not gonna be distracted for the next couple of months. Bouncing between LA and Las Vegas, I’m going to have pockets of “time off.” And I need to decide where that’s gonna be.

The three options are:

Seattle.
Joshua tree.
San Francisco.

My plan for the whole “let’s go figure out where to call ‘home’ for the next couple months” was an afternoon of photography. My intent was to get swallowed in composition. (Let the answers surface thru the lines, shapes and colors.)

(Bench) on the side:

Buying the new bench, I couldn’t help but to question the whole wedding shower phenomenon. What about divorce showers? That’s when people need shit!

It’s decided: in a few months, once I figure out what city I’ll be residing in (still feeling the NY pull) I’m throwing myself a “divorce shower.”

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So I got lost in the city for a good four hours: took some amazing pictures as part of my “transportation” series.

When I left Bel Baines, my head was throbbing with unanswered questions. I wasn’t really stressed but I was very aware that I had some major decisions to make to say the very least.

I started walking and for four hours – didn’t stop taking pictures.

Three weeks is what I’ve got left– three weeks to say my farewell to the city I’ve grown to love so very, very much.

Seattle:
The city I finally decided to stop running in.
The city that I found acceptance in.

Not to mention all of my favorite perkity perks:

Vivace
Zeitgeist
Victrola
Hana
Ali baba
Madison
Baguette Box
Stumbling Monk
Summit

(Notice the order: caffeine, then food, then alcohol, then friends…. ;))

Adam
Kevin
Randall
Ben
Shaun
Margaret
The Rivelands
Kim
Buskha
My paintings
My home
The neighborhood
Cal Anderson – especially when Mt. Rainier is visible
The Olympics
The sunsets
The charge in the air
The city that I lost everything in…
The city that I found so much more…

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By this morning, I had my answer… I know where the “time off” pockets will be.

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I stopped at Zeitgeist yesterday for a pick me up. There’s a new photo series on display: pretty decent stuff, but nothing that wowed me. I checked out the prices…

And I remembered my half-joking concept of putting together a 3.2 pixel show. I suspect it won’t be that long before I’m able to upgrade to a higher res camera. But remembering the 3.2 show, and having recently started the portfolio binder, the printing.

Two new creative endeavors have born as of late that I wanna try and complete by the year’s end:

1. The Book
2. The Photography show

Now…if I can only settle down long enough to focus on the show. (Oh, yeah, the show = remember that?)

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On the side:

Irony (def.): deciding to tattoo the Chinese symbol for “eternity” on the back of your neck in lieu of a wedding band.

Non Sequitur:

Yesterday a friend reminded me what I have to do on Tuesday in order to get the passport rolling.

Five hours later, my calendar had hinted that I may have some true down time at the year’s end and then a call came in: I had an invite from a very dear friend (and fellow photographer) to go to Europe during that window of time.

Just like that.

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