i know most of the TSA workers at Oakland International now & in turn i am also a way to familiar face to them. it’s pretty much like the airport version of “CHEERS” now. funny, yes, but a little bit of added weird to my reality. sometimes i treat the flying/airport existing as a grand anthropology study & there’s a little bit of romance that dances in the recycled air; everyones coming or going. other times i really hate it, but even in those times of utter hatred & unnatural & unhealthy of actions, i just treat it as an occupational hazzard & get over it, put my eyemask on & its ‘goodbye world’. i certainly do love landing in the most random of towns, cities i never knew existed where i’m suddenly the anonomous one in the crowd, i dont know anyone & nobody has a long history with me either. and in these moments of feeling so insignificant & out of element, i notice the crowd of partygoers, music appreciators,  & eager dancers & everyone is instantly familiar; the archetypes are stererotypes are cliches & suddenly i’m right at home, acknowledging deeply & sweetly humming the realization that the common thread between us all is the ART.

August 9th, 2009 | Uncategorized | 3 comments