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December 10, 2010 by admin

been on vacation and you wake up in the hotel room and you don’t know where you are?? .   I do that all the time in China, I’m like, where the hell am I and how did I get here?  I’m sure a few taxi drivers have wondered that same thing about me.  It’s just so weird and wonderful and doesn’t always seem real.  It’s like those dreams where you can’t run, you’re stuck in a large jello mold.  Time has completely stopped, except for the skin on my face for which it seems to go by like lightning.  It seems only yesterday I was hiking in the San Gabriel’s, drinking margaritas at the Conq and commuting two hours for work each day (because my job was on the Westside  and I will only live on the Eastside).  Then one day it’s like I woke up in Chinatown, a really big Chinatown…but this one’s not bordered by Elysian Park, Olvera Street, MOCA or Patina’s.   It’s all good though, life’s journey.

I was standing on a street corner the other day waiting for the light to turn green when a boy, maybe 9 yrs. old and in his school uniform, went to cross the street and a scooter almost hit him and he gasped “shit!”.

That’s when I woke up from the dream.

Anyway, Bernie has certainly made an impression here because he appears to be an artist’s muse.  Here’s a bust which was just installed at a fancy schmancy new lifestyle center in Shanghai called Sinan Mansions.

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