commented on We Still Get Great Comments (From Great Commenters) Here On Slog
I, too, still yearn for comment threads to be a place for intelligent and nuanced discussion and conversation, and have hope that they will someday become exactly that more than they are today. We have this super-powerful technology that could really allow us to understand each other more, to get past the right/left bullshit and really get to the core of who we are as people, to truly learn from each other. Trolls ruin it for everyone. I'm not going to quit intelligently commenting. I am, however, going to try harder to not get sucked into the crap side as much.
Dec 7, 2016
commented on Akio Takamori's Drawings and Sculptures of Men Apologizing
During my years as an Interdisciplinary Visual Art major at UW, I was lucky enough to have Akio as my Ceramic Handbuilding prof. He was one of the best teachers I had in the art school. He was funny, warm and very supportive of my odd ideas all the while constantly pushing me to realize things more expertly in my work.
I never really got the hang of throwing, but I liked working with clay so I took this course to get more experience with the medium. One project I made was a gift to my parents, a small sculpture of both of them sitting together on a couch, unapologetic representations, mom with a little can of Diet Pepsi, dad with a Native-American t-shirt and his arm across the back of the couch. I worked my ass off on that thing, sculpting their minute personages out of the clay, trying to balance my inability with my desire to make this really capture them as people. I remember him saying, "Don't worry so much. The clay won't let you achieve perfection so don't try to." It was the best advice a young artist could get. I loosened up a lot, and when I was finished I had what I still consider my best 3-D piece of art I ever made. I realize now that my piece was very similar to his work; I didn't know his work at the time, actually. That may have been part of the reason he pushed me so much on it. But he truly taught me something that I've used in my art ever since. I can't say that for many other profs at UW in the early 90s. Many great GREAT grad student teachers including Jeffry Mitchell, but not many good profs. Norman Lundin was a pure piece of shit.
Anyway, I hope somehow that he will see this before he dies. If he doesn't, at least I know someone will know that this man had an impact far beyond his beautiful, quirky work. Thanks, Akio. You will live in me and my children as I guide them in their art. Thank you, so much.
Nov 16, 2016
commented on What Is Dabbing? And Should You Do It?
A long time ago, my friend and I went up to Vancouver when we heard they opened a shop that sold weed even though it was technically illegal. It was called "Da Kine". We were both relatively noob weed smokers at the time. We walked in and were overwhelmed with the fact that there was really a STORE that had shelves of weed for sale. It was super cheesy...blacklights and mushroom paintings...but perfect. I wanted to get enough herb to roll a couple joints. My friend talked me into getting something they called 'Budder', which at the time I didn't know was a dab. The budtender talked it up as the best thing ever. So we hit it in their in-store smoking room. They gave each of us a pea-sized dab, which was most of the problem.
After, we sat down at the table in the place and decided to write for a while as it kicked in. In about thirty seconds, it kicked in massively. I couldn't write; my words smeared sideways and I couldn't get them to look normal. I looked across the table at my friend, and he looked like he was dying; pale, sunken eyes, fear in his face. I noticed he wasn't breathing. I freaked out, took his hands in mine, and got him to breathe in and out slowly with me. We were beyond baked. He says that an EMT came in and people were saying that he was dead (but that didn't actually happen, it was a hallucination). In any case, we couldn't stay there any more, we were too freaked out. So we walked, scared, back to where we parked our car, laid down on a little grass hill in someone's yard, and tried to get out of freakout mode. It took a good hour before we were not scared and in fear of death. We were high the rest of the day, REALLY high.
Needless to say, this was a particularly bonding experience that we had together and hindsight makes it a fond memory, but we both did not enjoy it at the time. I would NOT recommend this method to anyone who is not a serious pothead. Since, I've definitely become a regular user, but I still don't think I would do it again. It was NOT fun being that high. Not fun at all.
Nov 15, 2016
commented on "Awash in False Conspiracy Theories and Petulant Immaturity, Liberals Put Trump in the White House"
Since I vividly remember the outcome of the 2000 election and the role that Nader played in all of that (ugh), my main goal before the election was to try to help some of my younger facebook friends see the error of their thinking regarding Hillary, the DNC and the third-party vote. I used sane, rational argumentation, evidence, and many of the same points about Bernie that the author used above.
It didn't work. At all.
The far left was just as blinded by their media bubble and just as passionate against Hillary as the right.
All of the things I feared came to pass. I wish some of them would have listened to sanity and reason.
Nov 15, 2016
commented on Drinking Local Beer Is a Way to Stick It to Trump While Sticking Together
Great article. Thanks for highlighting local brews. I do fear, however, that there are quite a few folks who are Trump lovers in our city now. With great income comes heavy leaning toward Republican tax breaks. Be safe and don't get too shitfaced, or there could be some violence in these great pubs.