hello lovers,
ahhhh, so you have seen the photos of the wild and crazy "crawling, weeping, betting," exhibition, festival and shows in vancouver, bc at the Unit/Pitt gallery/projects space. i'm not sure how many people were involved? 50? a 100? a 1000? it seemed like it at time, but it was brilliant. and damned.
so, after such a high, i have to come home to my smallish city in the southern interior of BC. kamloops, bc in fact, and it's quiet at night. painfully quiet. i'm often bored. and we've had very long winter, it started in October of last year, and we've had snow until the past week. imagine that. 6 months of snow. it drives you mad. plus the short days. booze helps, but even that turns against you after awhile. haha.
but now that it's warming up, i'm out every day, hiking, walking, doing art outside, reading, taking photos, anything to get out of the house. it's a strange place, kind of bleak, not much art stuff going on unless you make things happen, which is why i started the arbour collective back in 2011 when i moved back from Kelowna, BC.
i like it here though, something about this place, not sure what it is yet.
it does fuck with your head though, traveling to other major centres in canada and then returning home to the silence. i've got my kids here, which is probably the main reason why i'm here still. i'm undecided about that one though. it's nice to return home and chill out and get outside in the hills or along the river, or going for drives. that's why when i'm in the cities, i rarely sleep, i'm out walking the streets, looking up at the towers, or down alleys, or wherever, seeking adventure, and stories. when i get home from touring i'm exhausted and often takes a few days to get back to normal. so now you see what i see when i get home.
as it is getting warmer, i'll post some nicer photos tomorrow.
until next time lovers,
c,
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