All in this Together

Ode to a Favorite Shirt

Somebody might say,

and I would believe them,

that they wouldn't wear this shirt

For All The Tea In China.

In other words, this shirt

May not be everybody's Cup of Tea.

But it is mine

and my Cup of Tea.

Green Tea, hot and strong

not your Black Tea or

your

Iced Tea.

Well, HELLO, ladies and goonts (gents), haven’t talked at ya in a while (yes you have Ed, just the other…) Sorry about that! I won’t be a stranger (you aren’t, Ed, you aren’t)!

Taking advantage of the Fine Fall Weather the Winsome Wonder and yours truly Ed headed over to the Seattle Asian Art Museum in beautiful Volunteer Park, their motto, “If you want to see the skyline of Seattle through a hole in a sculpture, we’re you’re place!” (They’re working on that, want to shorten it a bit) to see the exhibit of video art by Tabaimo, a Japanese woman artist from Kyoto.

It’s really a cool exhibit, highly recommended, she has taken art from the museum and riffed on it to create her own work, and we thought it really worked well. Two of the items she chose from the museum collection, which alone were worth the price of admission (well, it was free on Thursdays) were two beautiful hummingbird scrolls from the 1850s and all the videos were different kinds of videos than we have ever seen, they go around corners and create spaces you feel like (you can’t, we tried) you can walk through.

http://tabaimo.site.seattleartmuseum.org/

Afterwards, feeling a mite puckish and peckish, we drove up to Broadway, parked in a great parking spot (I wish you could have seen it) despite the very nice policeman who said we couldn’t park there although, he admitted, sobbing, after we gave him the third degree, he wasn’t in parking enforcement and wouldn’t give us a ticket. We are DANGEROUS the Winsome Wonder and I and we parked there anyway (maybe WW has a picture of that parking space, I’ll send it along if so) and headed to Pho Cyclo where we eschewed the pho and enchewed the pork bahn mi and the pork rice.

Afterwards again (there’s more?) we headed over to Dendroica Gallery, where I have a piece in a show and so if you find yourself on Olive Street near (semi-near) the corner of Broadway (actual a few blocks down from Broadway, across from the greatest Chinese restaurant ever (right, Vernon?) Zhu Dang (now, impossibly, out of business) you can walk by the gallery and NOT go inside cuz my piece is in the window and you won’t have to bother anybody. You can breeze by, take a glance, and keep on walkin’, a Person Around Town, urbane and sophisticated, you get your art (foam core) in small doses and move on to the next exciting artistic (or otherwise) development!

http://dendroica.gallery/

So that was our night and we 1) headed home, 2) said good bye to our lovely parking spot, 3) wended our way to 12^th, 4) left on 12^th, 5) to Aloha (the bestest street in Seattle), 6) to 23^rd 7) a little veer across 23^rd,8) to 24^th, 9) to our alley, 10) and home where Frieda read us the riot act.

Hope you are having the BEST DAY EVER wherever you find yourselves,

Yr fthfl corrspdt,

Ed