February 7th, 2010

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Last Thursday Evening, Art Walk

Thursday, after work, I went to Remedy and shared a couple of pots of tea with Sarah Elmore.

Then I walked down the hill to meet up with Cunning Minx and for Seattle First Thursday Art Walk. I had forgot to wear my Fitbit, so all that walking didn't counted in my Fitbit.com score. Sadly, Minx only had a short amount of free time, and I got a bit turned around downtown, so we just barely missed each other. Sad. Over SMS we tentatively planning to meet up for the next First Thursday (which I later had to email her to change, since that will be the day of the next Ignite Seattle).

I then walked over to the 619 Western building, mostly to see Gabriel Cain, who was working in his studio space there shooting walk-in portraits "Be Seen - Social Networking Portrait Special". As I was approaching the building, I bumped into Frank Heidt, who was there only because I had forwarded to him (and many other Seattle locals) the Facebook event for Gab's shoot. He was thankful that I had, because he lived downtown, and yet had never heard of the First Thursday Artwalk before. Just as I was about to enter the building, Christine and Julia came out, they had already walked all the art.

I went up to the top floor, to Gab's studio. He was there along with Lis. I got there at an opportune moment, and got to stay in the studio during a closed-door private shoot of someone else. Then Gab shot a number of good pictures of me, and I paid for 4 of them, and left it up to his judgment which 4 were the best ones.

I still need to buy a print or two of his more formal portrait session that we did last December.

I then worked my way down the each of the floors of the building, looking at most all of the art on exhibit. There was a surprising amount of new stuff. It also looked like many of the artists were on a Valentine's theme. There was a great deal of stuff relating to attraction, love, romance, desire, and lust.

I saw a couple of pieces that I wanted to shoot a snapshot of to share with a friend of mine, since I could tell they were the sort of thing she would like. I didn't, because the artist wasn't nearby to ask, and it seemed more than a little rude to take a photograph of a 600 dollar painting at it's own exhibition.

Once I was done with the 619 Western building, I walked over to Pioneer Square, to the Utilikilts store, for the gallery opening of Michael Holden's Burning Man Photos. The prints were amazing huge and trippy, and reminded me of being back on the Playa.

While I was there, I struck up a conversation with a cute young (tr|h)ippy chick who told some really fun stories about her rather interesting life. I bought a piece of jewelry from her, a colored stone wrapped in silver wire.

Then I walked the 3 miles back up the hill to home.

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Friday, a post-goth birthday party, and then a night of sweet beats

Friday evening, after work, I drove up to Lynnwood for Tasia Mulligan's birthday party. After circulating a bit, socializing some, and meeting some people, I thanked Tasia for the invite, and headed south.

I stopped at House Nubility, and met up with Jess, Theo, and Antonio. After a great deal of getting ready, losing things, finding them, losing them again, leaving the apartment, going back to the apartment, breaking into the apartment (it seems someone's keys were not in their purse...), we all headed to SoDo Seattle, to the Motor venue, to listen to DJ Randall Glenn "spin some sweet beats".

I didn't dance at all, my legs were more than a little stiff and painfully sore from workouts at the gym, and from walking around so much the past few days.

So I people-watched. I would say that most of the kids there were half my age or less, and dressed in a fun odd amalgam of brightly colored candy raver, black goth, and all natural colors rural Washington (aka "grunge").

The beats were sweet, the eye candy was pretty, the company was warm.

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Today. Sunlight, socializing, and Basenectar

This afternoon I walked down 15th Ave, enjoying the amazingly warm day and sunshine. More plants are starting to treat it like spring. The daffodils will open soon. I bought a cut flower for a dollar, just because it was pretty. I bumped into Dave Poole, who was on his way to see Sierra. She does amazing work. I stopped at the Online Coffee, and turned a cup of chai into a couple of dozen paragraphs of text.

Adrianne joined me, and we spent some time socializing and catching up with the woes of her work as a ASL interpreter. Soon after the chai was gone, she and I walked the couple of blocks to Jack & Sarah's place. I introduced her to them, and to a few of their cats. We all went up to the roof garden, to continue enjoying the unseasonal sunlight.

After a while, Adrianne had to leave for an appointment, and I stayed there for a while, geeking with JK about constructed scripts, and he showed me his own cryptoscript.

I had thought that a group dinner was happening soon, so I left their place, and hoofed back home. After untangling some confusion people had about events and schedules and with a bunch of emails, it was decided that dinner was in several hours, at the Elysian Fields, down by the stadiums.

And so, lo, some short time after the decided time, I left the house, linked up with Brian & Christine, went and picked up Tanj & Helen, and we all went down to said Elysian Fields pub, and ate.

We then went to the Showbox SoDo, where Brian and Christine and I stood for a very long time in a very long line in the rain for willcall.

Inside, it was very very crowded, and very very loud.

We all found each other again, and I was given a set of wax earplugs, which helped a lot. I met Eva Luna. And also Sierra, who was really happy to see me.

After an hour or so, I finally got into the spirt of it, and crowdwalked into the center of the very crowded dance floor, and danced to the driving bass until the show closed, sometime after 2am.

Brian & Heater had bugged out early, so I drove everyone else home, and then settled down to write blog posts and articles until I slowed back down enough to fall asleep.

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