Time will tell how easy it is to begin yet again in another international move…
This year my goals include learning guitar and improving my graphics design abilities.
Year one and two in Korea gave Rainshine to the world. Year three will hopefully attach me back to it.
A brash feeling of disconnect is the most difficult thing about the moving. So many places that seem kinda all right, but none as sturdy socially as what I found in Seattle ten years ago. I was held there longer and stronger than anywhere before or since. I owe much of my residual joy to the friends and the art from the time following then covering the next nine years. This last year gone has still been interesting, but there’s no arts scene here that I can break into in any way – so I’m not even going to worry about it. Again, just so much disconnect from where I’m sitting… In frond of me are some tourists that are buying trinkets from every other seller that walks by. It’s kind of funny. They are having a great time, and enjoying the spot to sit. I’m also enjoying the spot, but mine is insulated a bit from the hawkers. I’m here for the cold beer and the wind. Good wind today.
This is definitely a transition moment – but I still have some fresh silliness to share… Dig on this picture of the daughter of the woman who works in our house – she’s wearing a wire sculpture that I’ve been making like a mask. The thing itself is usually life size, the same as an adult, but before it had the back rib that you can’t see in the picture, it was still open in the back – dig:
So simply…
I’ll keep smilin – life is simple and light. The trials of life are far from severe here and the simplest things can be found around without much difficulty. There are so many simple and fun things in the life I know here that are brilliant.
Yesterday, a friend toasted a duck for all his friends. I showed a little late due to work, but the gathering was brilliant. Each and every day seems to be filled with good experiences… I couldn’t sit and give a list of them all. I’ll have to get back to blogging more regularly in order to help it out.
Who knows? For now, the simple typing hippy goes back to being a rider.
Peace out.
