Help yourself to my "s'more goes blog"! You'll find trackeds and endtrials through S/SE Asia, my Pan-American overland wanderings, SoCal, and always bridges to and through the Middle Kingdom. Expect only occasional updates now from Jets, Journal, Wonder and environs.
December 21, 2005Two Painters and a Meditator
Or, Two Hours of Bliss in San Luis Obispo, CA Yesterday Susan and her "first bohemian influence," Ken Christensen, painted me in the back yard of Ken's house. After a few minutes of wicked winds, the weather cooperated. I settled into a meditation against the backdrop of Ken's tapes: Robert Plant, White Stripes, Van Morrison. It wasn't really meditation in the Thai Buddhist monastery sense. With the music in the background, my consciousness had more distractions. Two hours flew by like nothing.So what about Ken, our host of now four/five days? He paints for a living. He has a wife Paca from Spain who teaches high school Spanish. She helps me sew and refamiliarize myself with the Spanish tongue. He has two beautiful daughters. He writes books that you might enjoy. When Susan was five years old, Ken moved in across the street from her in Petoskey, Michigan. Before her mother knew Susan had even left the house, Susan had barged in Ken's front door and introduced herself. When her mother finally found her, Susan was helping Ken and Paca sort their silverware. As Ken pointed out, the fact that he had silverware at that time kindof nullified the idea that he was a Bohemian. Ken now makes his living in the town of San Luis Obispo, a few hours north of LA, ten minutes from the Pacific Ocean.I interviewed him and this will be part of an upcoming podcast. Check back at a future date. Here's a picture of the sunset while we walked the dog last night. What is Susan doing? First one to guess correctly gets something special.
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