Nathan Vass

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Nathan Vass is an artist, filmmaker, photographer, and author by day, and a Metro bus driver by night, where his community-building work has been showcased on TED, NPR, The Seattle Times, KING 5 and landed him a spot on Seattle Magazine’s 2018 list of the 35 Most Influential People in Seattle. He has shown in over forty photography shows is also the director of nine films, six of which have shown at festivals, and one of which premiered at Henry Art Gallery. His book, The Lines That Make Us, is a Seattle bestseller and 2019 WA State Book Awards finalist.
Felt this way before. These are sensations I have before today appreciated. But distance away can clarify things, bring into sharp relief what you've forgotten was never ordinary. I've been away from the 7 for over a year now for a collection of boring reasons, mostly pandemic and schedule-related (where did...
On the 75. Recently a woman yelled up toward me, "there's a guy smoking crack in the back of the bus! Tell him to get off!" To which I immediately replied, into the microphone and at the young twentysomething man furtively kneeling over in the back bench, "okay my buddy in...
This is a big one, but bear with me: the fight described below conveniently happened to touch on so many of our city's most pressing issues. Refill your coffee. You love procrastinating... He stepped aboard the bus and paused, baldly surveying the interior. I admire people who can stare down...
You have a name for the voice inside of you. Why do we live at a speed that prevents us from hearing it? Why does it speak only at its own pace? O, pride. What arrogance for us to assume the turning wisdom of the earth will adjust to our...
I love that they have an actual day for this. There's something endearingly old-school about it, and yet who can argue the value of its intent? With COVID upon us, there's ever more reason to be thankful. Let's hope the powers that be are working at creating Grocer Appreciation...
Will this work? Let’s see. The conversation contained some rich sublimity deep down, buried within a sea of inconsequential nothings. The ingredients were all familiar, but something ineffable came of mixing it together—what she brought to the space, and what I gave out in return. We made the best...
“Hi, Mister Nathan!”“Heyy! Abdulahi, how are you?”“I am good, Mister Nathan, how are you?”“Great! It’s good to see you!”“What us you driving now?”“Same as before, number 7!” Not the most shocking of exchanges, you’re thinking. At least not at first glance.  But when you’ve seen the state he used to be...
This was before the pandemic, when getting on through the back was frowned upon. These two teens tumbled aboard through the middle doors anyway, a rough’n’ready young couple jumping in at Rainier and Othello. The boyfriend was already stalking toward the back, casting about for his favorite seat. She was...