So, I managed to depart on this journey right as the largest storm for a few years hit the west coast. But I happened to land in a warm, loving, kind, rad community. I have set my booth up in three places over the last couple of days, the trailer park, on campus, (which is like never never land,) The farmers market, and downtown on Pacific Avenue.
Just to switch it up, I didn’t ask people to tell me something that inspires them, but to tell me a story. They still listened to the last person, and then recorded for the next person. The result was that less people recorded, but those who did told longer stories. You can listen to them here.
And, I ran into my friend Britteney, who lives about 30 miles south of here, and works at a woman’s shelter 30 miles south of that. She invited me to come stay with her, and then bike down to her work to offer my cart to the woman’s shelter to collect stories. I dont know if they will want to record, but it sounds like a good next step anyways.
Meanwhile, there are tornado warnings, (In California?!?!), and I will remain here until the weekend. I might switch houses. Turns out I know like half of Santa Cruz, because it is like Berkeley’s satallite, or something.
But all is going well, I am learning with each experience. Next things that I am looking for are some camping chairs that I can travel with, inside of my cart. I would like to set chairs up on either side of the faces, to make the interaction more inviting.