Monday, June 29, 2009
"...Stacked heels kicking rhythm..."
June 26 - evening - Scottsdale
A night of Asian delicacy near the Waterfront along with Sicilian red, specifically Nero D’ Avola at Lila’s stage – which happened to be at the Fire Sky Resort (her birthday show)…ahh what magic with her circle…it was good to see familiars not to mention meeting her brother…finally I was able to meet the only boy! What seem like the end of the song became the beginning of the next melody line –Richie and Cherie called and asked if we were still in the area…I said yes! 21 minutes later , we all were grouped at Martini Ranch!! Shaking at the shaker room was posh yet lively with seductiveness…a crowd nevertheless, with music as the measure of time…and then our sights and sounds were magnified with plain rock and rock with a 50s uppercut spectacular – Metal Elvis hit the stage and we had an earshot - Literally. Hearing intro to rock & roll songs with classic Elvis music was very entertaining…the big swing on this night was spontaneity – very studio 54ish… to be continued!
“…Stacked heels kicking rhythm…Of social circumcision…
I can’t close the closet on the shoebox full of bones…”
A night of Asian delicacy near the Waterfront along with Sicilian red, specifically Nero D’ Avola at Lila’s stage – which happened to be at the Fire Sky Resort (her birthday show)…ahh what magic with her circle…it was good to see familiars not to mention meeting her brother…finally I was able to meet the only boy! What seem like the end of the song became the beginning of the next melody line –Richie and Cherie called and asked if we were still in the area…I said yes! 21 minutes later , we all were grouped at Martini Ranch!! Shaking at the shaker room was posh yet lively with seductiveness…a crowd nevertheless, with music as the measure of time…and then our sights and sounds were magnified with plain rock and rock with a 50s uppercut spectacular – Metal Elvis hit the stage and we had an earshot - Literally. Hearing intro to rock & roll songs with classic Elvis music was very entertaining…the big swing on this night was spontaneity – very studio 54ish… to be continued!
“…Stacked heels kicking rhythm…Of social circumcision…
I can’t close the closet on the shoebox full of bones…”
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
architect seeking attorney
today i signed a contract to submerged ourselves into the purchase of a house in south scottsdale...i haven't even seen the home -only carmen! my 'connection' to a previous home are still anchored...i'm still trying to pull the anchor up so i can move forward and drop anchor at this new uncharted territory...then i got thinking...maybe i should seek advice from my attorney friends...
rb
rb
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
June 20 _Stage Olive & Iivy - the Waterfront
diary 20 June 09 _Stage Olivenivy - Evening glistening with much décor…highly vogue and posh…yet ground with familiars –
Monday, June 15, 2009
Live Wire 6 - Diary November 14, 2005 9:39 am
LW # 6
muzic: - garbage 'bleed like me'.
text:
e: karletta chief's website
vogue: bananarepublic
solid concoction: orange and cereal
liquid concoction: juice, coffee, and water for the day.
today will be a busy day for me...many tasks need to be done .so why am i writing...hmm...good one...we'll let's just say i like to keep family and friends up to date on my weeks...because i'm bad at calling plus when i find things interesting i feel like sharing it.
Last week was a hectic week for me...first my weekend started off by me flying to San Francisco to attend a leadership program and then once i was back - planning for a big presentation down at the UA.
My 36 hour trip to San Francisco was okay...it was basically a train ride!! very fast.! it was quite nice to fly into SFO International Airport, a place i'm quite familiar with since i interned there summer 1998. It was great seeing the place again. from there i had to get downtown so the only way i saw fit was to get on the BART and save some $. The BART to downtown SF cost $5 compare to a $50 cab ride (in which my colleagues had done). I never rode the BART before since i lived south of the Airport and the BART runs north of the airport only. It was quite the experience. everything was planned. i had to get off at montgomery street station and basically walk to my hotel which seem quite simple on a map. however once i emerged out of the station, a landscape of skyscapers and a recognizable overcast disoriented my position. i did have a good grasp of which way was north. i looked goofy studying the map relentlessly. me, a master of position? finally i found my hotel after the slight pause. (this reminded me of a lecture i gave about comfort, orientation, and displacement)
The UA lecture was a success. i felt nervous since this was probably my first major lecture at a university. I knew the audience was going to be much more 'mature' than high school students or k-3 student which have been my primary target audience. in a way , i had a comfort level speaking about culture and design to this age group yet to speak to a intellectual and international community had me reaching deep and poetically. i knew i had present a simple yet exciting topic - the navajo culture. the title of my presentation was: "Incorporating the Navajo Culture into Architecture: creating a dialogue between ourselves and the world we live in".
When i first arrived at the UA, i parked and transported my architectural models to the place where i would be speaking. then went to Posner's Art store on Park avenue. i had to go there just to smell the 'tools'...hey, the couple who run the place remembered me..only because architecture majors are frequent visitors to their store. i told them the last time i was here was when i was constructing my senior capstone models. after the visit i ran to the college...it was awesome! though i did not see my professors or the dean, i was able to walk around and 'take in' all the magic. i walked up to the studios and found it very intriguing - a nice terrain i am most fond of. i walked in the 3rd year studio and one guy was like 'hey, how's it going'. (immediately i knew i was home). if they only knew who i was ! (i am a simple stranger but should i tell them i championed seven A's out of eight studios!!!) from what i hear, that is rare! i'm just so happy i was able to part of this great program.
the presentation begun! i presented to about 25 people, mostly hydrology with a few architecture. more than half were professors. i presented a powerpoint presentation on inspirations, observations, and interaction. after i presented, there was a screening of the film documentary - aboriginal architecture - living architecture (navajo segment). 65 mins. later i took questions. i answered all of them (this was great because it tells me how to tailor my next 1).
strive for inner energies, it resonates to others. be strong and resolute!
rb
muzic: - garbage 'bleed like me'.
text:
e: karletta chief's website
vogue: bananarepublic
solid concoction: orange and cereal
liquid concoction: juice, coffee, and water for the day.
today will be a busy day for me...many tasks need to be done .so why am i writing...hmm...good one...we'll let's just say i like to keep family and friends up to date on my weeks...because i'm bad at calling plus when i find things interesting i feel like sharing it.
Last week was a hectic week for me...first my weekend started off by me flying to San Francisco to attend a leadership program and then once i was back - planning for a big presentation down at the UA.
My 36 hour trip to San Francisco was okay...it was basically a train ride!! very fast.! it was quite nice to fly into SFO International Airport, a place i'm quite familiar with since i interned there summer 1998. It was great seeing the place again. from there i had to get downtown so the only way i saw fit was to get on the BART and save some $. The BART to downtown SF cost $5 compare to a $50 cab ride (in which my colleagues had done). I never rode the BART before since i lived south of the Airport and the BART runs north of the airport only. It was quite the experience. everything was planned. i had to get off at montgomery street station and basically walk to my hotel which seem quite simple on a map. however once i emerged out of the station, a landscape of skyscapers and a recognizable overcast disoriented my position. i did have a good grasp of which way was north. i looked goofy studying the map relentlessly. me, a master of position? finally i found my hotel after the slight pause. (this reminded me of a lecture i gave about comfort, orientation, and displacement)
The UA lecture was a success. i felt nervous since this was probably my first major lecture at a university. I knew the audience was going to be much more 'mature' than high school students or k-3 student which have been my primary target audience. in a way , i had a comfort level speaking about culture and design to this age group yet to speak to a intellectual and international community had me reaching deep and poetically. i knew i had present a simple yet exciting topic - the navajo culture. the title of my presentation was: "Incorporating the Navajo Culture into Architecture: creating a dialogue between ourselves and the world we live in".
When i first arrived at the UA, i parked and transported my architectural models to the place where i would be speaking. then went to Posner's Art store on Park avenue. i had to go there just to smell the 'tools'...hey, the couple who run the place remembered me..only because architecture majors are frequent visitors to their store. i told them the last time i was here was when i was constructing my senior capstone models. after the visit i ran to the college...it was awesome! though i did not see my professors or the dean, i was able to walk around and 'take in' all the magic. i walked up to the studios and found it very intriguing - a nice terrain i am most fond of. i walked in the 3rd year studio and one guy was like 'hey, how's it going'. (immediately i knew i was home). if they only knew who i was ! (i am a simple stranger but should i tell them i championed seven A's out of eight studios!!!) from what i hear, that is rare! i'm just so happy i was able to part of this great program.
the presentation begun! i presented to about 25 people, mostly hydrology with a few architecture. more than half were professors. i presented a powerpoint presentation on inspirations, observations, and interaction. after i presented, there was a screening of the film documentary - aboriginal architecture - living architecture (navajo segment). 65 mins. later i took questions. i answered all of them (this was great because it tells me how to tailor my next 1).
strive for inner energies, it resonates to others. be strong and resolute!
rb
Monday, June 8, 2009
June 6 - 89 Class
Ft. Mcdowell...
devotion comes at levels with various tones -highly visible. hasn't change much over the years...time has been good...the group is definitely devoted to maintaining a magical momentum grounded from the 80s anthems to today's splendid moments...
yesterday brings tomorrow
devotion comes at levels with various tones -highly visible. hasn't change much over the years...time has been good...the group is definitely devoted to maintaining a magical momentum grounded from the 80s anthems to today's splendid moments...
yesterday brings tomorrow
Monday, June 1, 2009
May 30 - Sheep Stomach; Salem Cigarettes, Playing War
Images from the weekend…I spent time on Saturday retracing my tracks where I used to run around as a young dine’ boy along with my cousins…this is my paternal grandmother’s place in Tselani-Cottonwood Central Navajo Nation…she raised us since we were young- Education comes to us no matter…or sometimes we indulged in ‘ways of the force‘
thoughts of summer 1983 -
I walked around thinking the times we make ‘weapons’ using sticks and cactus –throwing them at each other…or when we chase each other with BB guns ‘playing war’; and more rambunctious acts like stealing my uncle Salems from his house -then we run down the hill to smoke them, acting like big shots! Otherwise we would have to smoke dry juniper bark wrapped in brown paper bag – haha…and we were just fascinated with gasoline…pyro explorations –yah! We enjoyed burning stuff…
…so gradually we move up from mischievous rituals to more adult teenage rituals (is it different?) – BBs turned into M1A1 –gotta love those turkey-shoot contest and hunting trips with dad and war uncles, racing trucks in the back roads, driving grandma to Gallup New Mexico at 12 with no license or throwing recently butchered sheep stomach on each other’s head or better yet other teenagers who would visit the family during the large enemy-way ceremonies…yeah those were times…
We only have one childhood…I sure had an eventful one -
thoughts of summer 1983 -
I walked around thinking the times we make ‘weapons’ using sticks and cactus –throwing them at each other…or when we chase each other with BB guns ‘playing war’; and more rambunctious acts like stealing my uncle Salems from his house -then we run down the hill to smoke them, acting like big shots! Otherwise we would have to smoke dry juniper bark wrapped in brown paper bag – haha…and we were just fascinated with gasoline…pyro explorations –yah! We enjoyed burning stuff…
…so gradually we move up from mischievous rituals to more adult teenage rituals (is it different?) – BBs turned into M1A1 –gotta love those turkey-shoot contest and hunting trips with dad and war uncles, racing trucks in the back roads, driving grandma to Gallup New Mexico at 12 with no license or throwing recently butchered sheep stomach on each other’s head or better yet other teenagers who would visit the family during the large enemy-way ceremonies…yeah those were times…
We only have one childhood…I sure had an eventful one -
image of richard jr and uncle wilson
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