To Paint in Santa Fe: June 6-10, 2024

 

It feels like I've been preparing for this offering for a long time. And maybe you've been preparing for a long time to join such an offering. 

Journey with us to a land where the light is rich, the land vast, and potential for creative breakthroughs ripe. For five days, join me in saying yes to art in the company of those ready to take the time to see, discover, create, practice, revise, and bask in the joy of this very season. The best season.

Enrollment is now open here, at Muses Santa Fe. 

57 Maven

 

ANNE LAMOTT
I took this selfie 11 days before today, with today being my 57th birthday. Nine days before the selfie, I was at a lecture by one of my favorite authors, Anne Lamott. One audience member asked how best to cope with friends and family who have "problematic" world views. Lamott said that it's important not to allow those who hold opinions different from ours, to get us to hate them. She also said that if God exists, that God loves the cutest little newborn baby that we can think of, as much as God loves Donald Trump. 

ESTHER PEREL
Five days prior to the Lamott lecture, I pushed the pause button on the relationship with a man I love. A man who votes differently than me, and who understands my current and urgent need to experience the forest of aloneness. How I ever ended up loving him is not as difficult as I once imagined it to be. This ability to love in spite of differences is brilliantly articulated by Esther Perel during one of her recent podcast episodes where a young woman calls in to discuss her main life problem: her father, who she wants to bring into therapy sessions to have him realize how he needs to change. Change or what? Change ... or ... or ... or no contact. She explains that her father doesn't vote the way she does, nor does he fly the PRIDE flag like she does. And also that she has suffered trauma throughout her life because of his controlling ways. When Perel asks for an example, the woman explains that on one Saturday morning when she was a teen, he repeatedly bounced a tennis ball on her closed bedroom door to try and get her up and moving.  

PREACH & PRACTICE
Perel then asks the young woman to describe how she handles life challenges whenever they emerge. And the woman says that the only person she calls whenever she is in need is her father. And that there is never a time when he is not there for her. That whenever she is in need, he rushes to her to love and support her, and to hold her dear. She knows without a doubt that he loves her and she loves him. In spite of the traumatizing tennis ball. In spite of how he marks his ballot.

Perel observes the irony of a young woman who belongs to a generation that seeks (or perhaps demands) acceptance of differences while requiring some people—usually those closest to them, to rigidly conform to views and style that are not theirs. Preaching the fluidity while practicing the binary.

PRAY WALK READ
Another question that Anne Lamott responded to was what she does in order to cope with life. And she said: "Pray. Walk. Read." Curiously, she did not say "Write." Which makes me wonder whether writing is a byproduct of praying, walking, and reading. Making me wonder even more: if I want writing to become my main byproduct, what ought my three Lamotty practices be? So far, it's: Paint. Read. Exercise. Eat. Cook. Clean. Organize. Pray. Cry. Ponder. Sing. I know. It's too long, so. I need to whittle it down.

Toward the end of her talk, Lamott praised Barbara Kingsolver's latest book, Demon Copperhead (inspired by Charles Dickens). It is a book that gets me not to hate but to love a white male born in Appalachia to a drug-addicted mama, and his brutal destiny that has largely been characterized by the world as "trash," "hillbilly," "hick," "Deplorable." That Lamott praised this book made me squeal in delight as it is the one that my book club selected as our most recent read. It reminds me of a passage in the new book Filterworld, where its author Kyle Chayka describes how as an adolescent, he loved a particular Manga series. Years later, he learned that that series was influenced by a Haruki Murakami book, an author who he has come to enjoy as an adult. 

Hope.

Hope?

Yes, hope. Because when I pursue what I really want (even if there is a mess of books and clothes and music and paint flying everywhere during the pursuit), what I ultimately find isn't chaos. It's beautiful, surprising, paradoxical, ironic, mind-blowing order. There is thread. There is connection. There is fluidity. Lamott. Perel. Kingsolver. Copperfield. Dickens. Chayka. Murakami. Well-read. Unread. Degreed. Self-taught. Democrat. Republican.

Eleven days from now, I'll be way past the one-month mark of confronting my aloneness. I bet I will feel exactly one-month-strong and one-month-wobbly as I continue to Read. Cry. Ponder. Clean.

And everything in between.

DEAR AMJAD, YOSSI and EZRA

 

DEAR AMJAD IRAQUI, YOSSI KLEIN HALEV, & EZRA KLEIN:

I am writing this letter to you after having listened to two episodes of the Ezra Klein podcast as follows:

• The November 7th episode where Ezra interviews Amjad, and
• The November 10th episode where Ezra interviews Yossi.

Thank you all for availing yourselves to these conversations which in turn allows me to confront and grapple with the difficult and conflicting narratives surrounding the current state of the Middle East.

OCTOBER 7th

October 7th is fresh on my mind because it seems like it happened just yesterday. My body responded to that day with my jaw dropping, my eyes weeping, and my heart aching for the people murdered and tortured by Hamas. Today, it's almost two months past October 7th. And before we know it, we will see October 7th shapeshift as it drifts farther away from us. As i see the brutal retaliation by Israel with countless deaths of innocent Palestinians, my jaw drops, my eyes weep, and my heart aches. My soul shakes into a single-word prayer on repeat. That single word is: Please. In Spanish it's por favor. In Korean, it's 제발.

To try to understand WHY October 7th happened, I know I need to understand a story that doesn't begin on that date. It begins more than 75 years ago, maybe longer than that, back to 1917 when Palestine was under British rule, and the British announced a "national home for the Jewish people" to be developed within historic Palestine (Balfour Declaration, November 9, 1917).

A student of mine who is of Arab descent joined me in taking on the challenge of also listening to your interviews, examining your conflicting narratives, and writing among many things in her paper that "both Palestine and people of Jewish descent share indigenous roots to this region and there needs to be a mutual agreement on this from both parties."

Let's assume that everyone can agree to that. Even with such an agreement there have been bad behaviors that get in the way of long-term hope for peace because no one seems to be able to move past the bad behaviors and the insatiable thirst to exact the next best revenge.

BAD BEHAVIORS

Bad behavior #1 of many: Israelis have been militarily occupying Palestinian territory. Extremist religious settlers have invaded much of this territory, inch by inch, in a way that threatens the very existence of the Palestinian people and subjugates their daily existence in oppressive and humiliating ways. Yossi: Even you point out that you (along with many Israelis) who have opposed Netanyahu and his regime's oppressive treatment of Palestinians were marching in protest against Netanyahu all the way up to October 6th, with the threat of an Israeli civil war in regards to this injustice, moving increasingly toward the realm of possibility. And how after October 7th, all of that changed, as the trauma inflicted by Hamas has banded Israelis together to respond not to what was immediately in front of them pre-October 7th but what they see immediately in front of them post-October 7th: fear and terror.

Bad behavior #2 of many: With the departure of Israelis from Gaza in 2005, Palestinians voted in Hamas to lead Gaza. Yossi: you describe Hamas as the materialization of an idea—that Israel needs to be destroyed—a materialization that views armed terrorism as a tactic that you, Amjad, characterize as being the only viable tactic that Hamas believes in, because Hamas believes other tactics as having been ineffective. When I listen to your explanation of this, I have to remind myself that what may sound logical on paper is illogical in real life. I reject the notion that armed terrorism is a tactic equally weighted and therefore interchangeable with other tactics.

PEACE & LIBERATION

My student who has seen in the media, the relentless bombing of Gaza, argues that Israel is now acting beyond the scope of self-defense and says, "This is not self-defense, it is execution for Palestinians." She further points out the irony of an Israel set on destroying Hamas since as Yossi points out, Hamas is not just a militia, but an idea. And ideas cannot be destroyed. Especially through bombs. My student concludes her piece fueled by righteous anger that "Peace isn't the answer; liberation is."

I understand her rage. Though I have never lived under occupation, my parents have. From 1910 to 1945, Japanese colonizers occupied the people of Korea, including my mom and dad. And on August 14, 1945, Korea became divided into a North and a South, split along the 38th parallel, marking the surrender of Japan and ushering in the end of WWII. This division was intended to be temporary. Some 78 years later, "temporary" can be used to describe the division ironically, certainly not realistically. It is a division that makes we Koreans fear half of ourselves and distrust and begrudge neighbors who look more like us, eat more like us, and have cultural mannerisms more like us than most of the world. And despite the sameness, they for 35 years colonized us. Occupied us. Humiliated us on the daily.

OCCUPIERS & OCCUPIED

As author Kathy Park Hong points out in her book Minor Feelings, Koreans are a people who have always been on the run as we:

... first went to Manchuria to escape the Japanese occupation, then to Seoul to escape the Soviet invasion, then to Busan to flee North Koreans, and finally to the United States to escape the South Korean dictatorship. And in this 21st century, we know that life in North Korea remains a nightmare, causing people who choose the potential terror that will be theirs if caught defecting, to try anyway.

How can neighbors with an ancestry so similar have constructed relations where one became occupier and the other occupied? This is a question that can be asked not only of the Japanese and Koreans but also the Israelis and Palestinians. How can neighbors who hold legitimate indigenous roots to a region and even share a Semitic identity (i.e., Semites are people who speak Semitic languages especially Hebrew and Arabic) be at once occupiers and the occupied?

I think there is a growing societal sentiment that in order to pursue justice, we need to become agnostic toward the idea of compassion. More and more, I see jaws not dropping and hearts not sinking unless there is assurance that it's safe to do so; that is, as long as the suffering can be framed to keep a pure tribal fidelity of narratives that say who is qualified to be viewed as victims and who is not. It is a rigid binary that I am sure exhausts even the most fervent tribal leaders.

GEORGE FLOYD

When the George Floyd murder happened a few years ago, the pain in the community had people saying assorted things. One thing that some people said was "defund the police." Other people said other things that weren't as sensational, which was essentially, to improve the police. And to improve human connection. To get people talking and interacting and connecting and caring to combat loneliness and to foster belonging. To get bad cops out of the force and to get leadership to negotiate and collaborate and create new and better ways of policing. 

THAT IS MY UNCLE

Before George Floyd was Rodney King. During the civil unrest that exploded in response to King's unwarranted beating by police in 1992, a weird tension developed between African Americans and Korean Americans in Los Angeles. Korean businesses were being looted and vandalized, with a narrative that justified this action, pointing to Koreans' stoic and unfriendly demeanors, along with their businesses profiting from African American patrons. There were ridiculous and hurtful sentences hurled from both communities.

Why do I bring this up? Because in that moment, I felt there was a hopelessness kicking in with people starting to believe that peace was less important than liberation. I felt a desperation when my uncle decided to arm himself to protect his business in Los Angeles as he and his community were being targeted as the oppressive enemy. On the one hand, I wanted to shout to my uncle: "Stop! We are in the same boat as them!" And on the other hand, I wanted to shout to the African American community: "Stop! That is my uncle! That is not Laurence Powell! That is not Daryl Gates!"

And the entire experience had me ask: How can freedom have value when the context is violence and terror?

I thank you for giving these interviews so that I can have the opportunity to strengthen my thinking. As President Obama recently stated, there is no way to speak the whole truth at once. We can speak a slice of truth. And if we dare to be truly brave, we can listen to, and grapple with other slices. I realize that to speak even one small slice, a lot of time and energy is required. I thank my student and also my trusted colleagues for joining me in investing this kind of time and energy at this moment. Perhaps they will join me and perhaps you will also join me in my current single-word prayer to God who I think can be accessed through many paths:

Dear God: 

Please. Por favor. 제발.

 

Hear my prayer. 

Amen.

Sincerely,

Jenny 

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Amjad Iraqui is editor at +972 magazine and policy analyst at the Al-Shabeka think tank. Here is the link to his interview with Ezra Klein.

Yossi Klein Halevi is a senior fellow at the Shalom Hartman Institute in Jerusalem. Here is the link to his interview with Ezra Klein.

Memorial Gathering at Good Neighbor Park

 

Thank you to the Department of Parks, Recreation and Marina at The City of Long Beach's for today's Memorial Gathering at Good Neighbor Park. I had the honor of remembering Gerardo in the company of many wonderful people, including how Gerardo's life was a master class on how to disarm the most tense situations through storytelling and also how he was all about valuing the cumulation of small steps toward the right direction. Poco a poco. Evolution. Not revolution.

Thank you in particular to the current Director of PRN in Long Beach, Brent Dennis who with his team made this day happen.

Thank you to a few of my trusted girlfriends for being there. And Also Valerie Davis (Gerardo's former work colleague) for being there.

Thank you for Hurley and his dog for sharing about the impact that Gerardo had not just as a manager but a leader. He distinguished that many can manage people but few can lead people.

I was able to share a passage from one of Gerardo's favorite authors: Antoine de Saint Exupery:

It was a lovely memorial and I am grateful. Thank you.

The memorial tree lives in Good Neighbor Park in Long Beach, off of Studebaker and Barrios, in case you ever want to visit it and have a moment of reflection.

The tree is young and doesn't yet cast a large shadow. And as Antoine de Saint Exupery reminds us in his work Wind, Sand and Stars:

"Old friends cannot be created out of hand. Nothing can match the treasure of common memories, of trials endured together, of quarrels and reconciliations and generous emotions. It is idle, having planted an acorn in the morning, to expect that afternoon to sit in the shade of the oak."

Best Season

Here. There. Everywhere. • Solo Art Show

September 30, 2023 • 6-9PM • Lido Peninsula

Artist Remarks: Jenny Doh

COMMON AS THEY ARE

Each of us have come here tonight from all sorts of places with all sorts of stories. All sorts of loss, all sorts of hurt, and all sorts of renewal.

What I want this show to accomplish is for the art to help us feel the innocence of childhood and the related pensiveness of adulthood. I want those shared feelings to help us acknowledge our commonalities. In these current times when we might feel the exhaustion of social divisions, there is no denying that our stories, as unique as they are, are also common as they are. Because we've all been through it. The innocence, the loss, the hurt, the renewal. 

BEST SEASON

The season I currently find myself in is no longer spring. It's also no longer summer. It's probably late fall or maybe early winter. I recently heard Presbyterian Pastor Bryan Eckelmann recount a story about a cute young toddler on the plane that they were both traveling on. The toddler was looking out the window and excitedly point to a plane and saying "Plane!" And then point to another and another saying "Plane! Plane!" Bryan then asked the parents of this boy whether the boy realized that he himself was on a plane. Because sometimes, we don't have the wide angle on us to realize that what delights us is what we are in.

As a kid when my season was spring, I didn't realize that I was in what many consider the best season. I just remember wanting to be in the next one, so I could do grown up things.  

When I was a new mom, I longed for a season in the future where my babies could feed and bathe themselves so i could sleep for a continuous eight hours in a clean shirt.

Consider with me, the beautiful words of Chinese poet Wu-Men as he writes:

Ten thousand flowers in spring, the moon in autumn,

A cool breeze in summer, snow in winter, 

If your mind isn't clouded by unnecessary things, 

This is the best season of your life.

What delights us over there is also here. It's everywhere. You and me. We are always and already on that plane of the best season of life.

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Thank you to event sponsors Emery Financial, Lisa Heaney and Adam Heaney.

Thank you to the organizing team: Matt Norred (Installation), Kiersten Short (gallerist), Shawn Marie Turi, Jordan McAuley, Hannah Cooper, & Iain Stewart (photography).

Thank you to musicians: Nick Yee, Destinee Alera, and Greg Remender

Photo gallery by Iain Stewart.

Baby, you can drive my car (to the art show)

 

Just to make sure you have all the info regarding parking for the Art Show this Saturday, September 30, 2023 from 6-9 pm, here's a map of Lido Marina Village. The red dot indicates where the show will be. If you are lucky to find street parking, it'll be free starting at 6PM. If you decide to park in the structure, here are things to keep in mind:

Again, the art show is not offering parking validation. You can visit any of the quaint bayside cantinas and have a drink/nibble or go for a stroll and they will validate you. Please don't lose your ticket. A lost ticket is $50. 

It's Here!

 

On behalf of the sponsors and organizing team, I'm delighted to welcome you to my solo art show where you'll experience a unique night of art, music, and human connection. The DATE and TIME: Saturday, September 30, 2023, from 6:00 to 9:00 PM.

The LOCATION of the event is Emery Financial, 3532 Via Oporto, Suite 208, Newport Beach, CA 92663 (Gray building in Lido Marina Village, right next to Nobu restaurant. You can type in Nobu in Lido Marina Village in your GPS if you want to use a well-known landmark. From Via Oporto when facing the water, go up to the second floor.)

In Newport, street PARKING is free starting at 6PM. There aren't very many spots but they are there, especially if you are able to walk a few blocks. There is also covered paid parking that can be pricey. The Art Show will not validate parking but you can visit any of the quaint bayside cantinas for a drink or a nibble or go for a stroll. They will validate you. Other options include valet services at Nobu. Carpooling and Ubering from nearby may also be good options.

As you are getting close to the space and you need help navigating your way, please look for PINK arrows and also feel encouraged to text or call Shawn Marie at 714-422-8250

We are Lisa, Jordan, Kiersten, Hannah, Shawn Marie, and Jenny. We are ready to welcome you, help you feel connected, and enjoy the evening.