At Mendocino Woodlands, the stoner kids want to know if I've dropped acid. And I say, But of course, before I realize what I have done. Oops! I am the adult here. I say, Look at the decades I grew up in. It was different times. Jerry Garcia lived right down the road for me as did Carlos Santana.
I backpedal and preach: Now as an artist, it find it's important to have all of my brain online. He's pleased that an adult is being straightforward with him, so maybe it's not all a mistake after all.
I coax poetry and art from my students. We cover the buildings with silk paintings, self-portraits. Will I look back upon this moment 20 years from now? The ghosts of the past are whispering urgent lines, waiting for lips by which to speak. (Ironically it is true 20 years later I am looking back as I type up this note.)
I switch from Spanish to English with my students. In a polyglot of tellings, we find approximations to shape our thoughts into transmittable format. Imperfect as it is, it's all that we have to go by.
I backpedal and preach: Now as an artist, it find it's important to have all of my brain online. He's pleased that an adult is being straightforward with him, so maybe it's not all a mistake after all.
I coax poetry and art from my students. We cover the buildings with silk paintings, self-portraits. Will I look back upon this moment 20 years from now? The ghosts of the past are whispering urgent lines, waiting for lips by which to speak. (Ironically it is true 20 years later I am looking back as I type up this note.)
I switch from Spanish to English with my students. In a polyglot of tellings, we find approximations to shape our thoughts into transmittable format. Imperfect as it is, it's all that we have to go by.
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