Thursday, July 25, 2013

SL,UT

I left LA for Big Sur but I decided to come back because it was closer than Salt Lake and 6 hours of driving seemed better than 10. My last few days in LA afforded me a chance to go to an art museum, the Lacma.

A few things really struck me. First, the art guards. I was very curious how they stand there all day. In one section photos were not allowed and the little Asian guard was all over it. I still managed to rebelliously snap one of a Picasso when he wasn't looking.

 I asked another how she liked standing there all day. She said it beats being on the streets. I realized with all these images how hungry my mind is for words. Words stimulate me and mediums without words only take me so far.
this piece moved me the most. At first I was impressed with the human figure, its made of matches. Its called Congo, shadow of a shadow. The artist is Mpane. Quoting from what was written about it "Installation is formed by using 4,652 matchsticks to express the paradoxes of human strength and fragility, and the resolute ability of Congolese to transcend the horrors that have befallen their nation."
 
The natural beauty of Utah is glorious. The greens, reds, blues, yellows and beiges made me so happy to be out of the clusterfuck of LA. Salt lake city has a such a different energy than anywhere and arriving after LA made me appreciate the widest streets. no traffic, the mountains in the distance. I made it to the main temple. I wanted to learn something about Mormonism.
I must say, my energy shifted after being there. I felt more peaceful but I am still unclear if it was God or if my crazy pill started to kick in.
 
Lord knows I have been and can be extremely irreverent when it comes to certain things. I'm really not a fan of people masculinizing God. If you want God to be your daddy, that's your business. I prefer the combo pronoun, he/she it which I sometimes shorten to He shit. Blasphemy. Don't worry because like a good Catholic boy I am gonna flagellate myself later after confessing my sins.
 
In all seriousness, I did throw some pennies in the fountain and like a good Buddhist, I wished all beings happy and free of suffering. Even me.
 
 I saw hats that read SL,UT(salt lake, Utah) and I am still contemplating to buy one to add to my hat collection but I don't like redundancy. Its like a pot head wearing a shirt with a pot leaf on it.
 
Speaking of, I would never be the kind of person that would make blanket statements. You know like religion is stupid or society is stupid or humans are stupid. This stupid human wants to attempt an open mind and learn something in all sincerity. I am trying to make friends with the concept of God and other peoples concepts too. I like it here in Salt Lake, people are really decent, like most of them actually acknowledge you exist. Its eerily peaceful here. I am glad a place like this exists. Its one of the most unique places I have been to and something tells me, SL, UT hasn't seen the last of me.
 
I was chatting with one of those people(in a whisper voice-Mormon) and I was like, I don't know much about it but I do know I never met a Mormon I didn't like. He joked and said, this is true. Mormons and Canadians.

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