The lastest pasting session was interesting as it brought me into new locations and into new dialogues.
I pasted BLU by myself- first time I didn’t have my team with me. I almost made it to a train, but glad a found a perfect, “permanent” spot instead.
My friend, Darcy, joined me for a session in Deep Cove:
The following portrait is very special to me as it was created when visiting a young man in custody a few weeks back. As we worked on his portrait together, we spoke freely about why he (finally) found himself in custody.
After I explained my current project, the young man chose a certain spot for me to paste him. Upon seeing the spot though, Darcy and I decided (not only because it was inundated with picnickers) that the forest would be a much more healing spot for the portrait to go.
My wish is that this young man enters his next chapter in his life with greater self-understanding and more accountability for how he has affected his community and community members. I love talking to him, especially these days, as I see his mask dissolving.
[Both the subject and his mother have given me permission to post his portrait.]
… And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet’s wings.
I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart’s core.
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