I donated an ink drawing to Bloom, the Ink-themed fundraiser at the Nikkei National Museum, so I got to enjoy the evening for free (which may defeat the purpose of a fundraiser). Besides the inspiring work of around 60 artists, Open Sesame laid out an Ink Brush Banquet, including a rice dish with squid ink, delightful MC Tetsuro Shigematsu showed off his impeccable moustache, innovative calligrapher Kisyuu produced a daring large scale calligraphy, and eclectic Sansho Daiko performed a evocative taiko performance. I also enjoyed speaking with artist Mariko Ando, whose etchings I had seen earlier at Visual Space.
This may have been a big mistake.
I was only having some for a toast.
Slipped away for a few hours for a panel on creating historical fiction comics, getting overwhelmed by all the talent and inspired with possibilities. Bought a few things.
Was Steve Jobs like this?
This story was extra great as an audiobook because listening to the first person narration, felt like he, who might or might not be a Princeton-educated Pakistani terrorist, was talking to you, except that you were a white American male, who might or might not be some sort of CIA kind of agent. What was amazing was how he was mostly talking about a not quite requited love story between the narrator and a charming but troubled affluent white girl he met at college, interwoven with a diatribe on the post-911 American War on Terror, with growing tension.
Not just some of her is growing.
Enjoyed reading Peach Girl with grade 2&3 students at Lord Kitchener today.
Recognition but no god-like healing powers.
A kid on a scooter. A dog on a leash. A sloped alley. What could go wrong?
I love the inspiring energy of meeting people with similar interests and enthusiasms at conferences. At this CASC conference, I presented on how I write a science blog, or at least the main points of it, based on my experience writing posts for Science World since 2008. It was a good experience to reflect on my practise and to receive feedback from the participants. I repeated my blurb for small groups of people and after a while was not sure if I had said something already or not. But at least by responding to questions I could address other issues.
I actually only go ten minutes.
I can do the math, but I'd rather not.
Apparently I am not helpful.