My name is on the wall!

May 27 2008
New York city

I went to the gallery today to take a look at the finished pieces and also to see what the overall show looks like.

There it was, two walls, full of my images and with my name printed on the wall.

I don't know how to describe how it felt. It was good and bad all the same time. Naturally, you think about the next step, about what it would be like if you work is in a gleaming white gallery in chelesa or in the museum of modern art. Then you find fault with what you see in front of you. But you get excited again because its your first.

I am excited that I am on 2 walls !

Yay!!!
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The summary highlights

May 26, 2008
New York city

In town all week with meetings and the group show opening.

Went to this resturant florent in meat packing today. Its just this neat little diner that is being forced to close because the rent has sky rocketed. It will soon be clean and hip like the rest of meat packing. A shame.

Where are us who refuse to be hip and fit in supposed to go?

There was this placard inside the diner listing the major life events of the owner. Can a life really be summed up as such?

What if instead of a life summed up by major events its notated by major emotional highlights?

January 1979 first cry from first spanking. Very upset.
March 1984 tried to run away from home. Was extremely upset. June 1989 freak out as I murderd my pet hamster unintentionally.

Would that be more interesting? Or does it mean nothin without context for it?
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fighting spirit slowly returning

May 20, 2008
Los Angeles, CA

Sorry for the long absence. I have been in a funk for a while now. I think I am finally snapping out of it - finally...
A friend last night asked if I was tired of the "Asian Overachiever" thing and I suddenly felt liberated as if I have been finally correctly diagnosed. Just been feeling like things are in a bit of limbo - neither here nor there with nothing much making progress and a perceivable dent. But this friend (who has been living a leisurely life as an expat) called me on exactly what I am and the proceed to described one of his favorite place in Mexico where you just lay in a hammock in the shade, by the beach and do NOTHING!
It sounded so good, that even though I am starting to snap out of my funk - my un-achieving-ness - and feel that fighting spirit returning - I kinda wish that it wasn't and I should learn how to relax and do NOTHING and be at peace with the present.
But...naturally I am headed for NYC in less than a week and then off to Southeast Asia for 3 weeks in June - adventure and markets awaits. No rest for the wicked!

Cowboy TV and my guilt about Bloggging

May 12, 2008
Vashon, WA

Spent a lot of time these past couple of days staring at "Cowboy TV" - its kinda wonderful - the "TV" is not trying to sell you anything or tell you anything stupid.

I had heard Steve Almond speak on a panel at the LA Times Book Festival, he was funny, intelligent and engaging. I have read one of his fiction works already and am currently reading one of his non-fiction, "Not that You Asked." In this one part (and at the festival as well) there is a discussion of blogging. All of the authors on the panel that day (6 in total) none of them blog and they pretty much think that is not really a great practice because the blog = baby spit up. Unprocessed, not thought through and a knee jerk reaction.

So now as I read through this section regarding blogging in his book, I can't help but start to feel a little guilty. Am I also just producing more unnecessary waste and putting it out into the world? Should I stop? Does anyone actually read this blog and does it matter that it exists?

elliot bay, punk mini donuts and more

May 9, 2008
Vashon / Seattle, WA

Up here in one of my favorite place for the next few days. Today we went into "C at L" and did the few must do things (for us at least) every time we are here in town. Mini Donuts at Pike Market place sold by these punk guys, Elliot Bay Book Store (exercised some self control and only bought 4 books) and then to the U district and had Thai food at Don's favorite hole in the wall.

Now we are back on Vashon island and I can't stop thinking about the other books that I did not buy. Its like wanting to take all the puppies home at the pet store.

somewhere exotic

May 2, 2008
Los Angeles, Ca

...like Ohio. was the thoughts I had went to sleep with (nap technically). As I was coming to I wrote a great blog in my head. But of course, as I came to be fully conscious, I let go of this perfect blog and can't find it again. Sorry!