Monday, October 15, 2018

Nathan Vass

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Nathan Vass has had work displayed in over twenty photography shows, designed a book and three album covers, including two for Neil Welch. His “My Favorite Things” tour at Seattle Art Museum was the highest-attended such tour there. Nathan is also the director of eight films, four of which have shown at festivals, and one of which premiered at Henry Art Gallery. He owns a photography business, Two Photography, with Larry Huang, and has photographed a dozen-plus weddings. Born in South Central LA, he holds a Bachelor of Fine Arts from the University of Washington, and is also a prolific writer and sometime painter. Formerly a Hollywood resident, he still contributes film reviews to Erik Samdahl's site, Filmjabber. In addition, he holds a side job as a public bus driver, which he enjoys almost as much as directing films- if not slightly more so! He is a two-time winner of Metro’s Operator of the Month award and holds a record number of commendations.

The Nathan Book

I can still remember when the team from The Urbanist invited me on board. In true urbanist fashion we all arrived without using cars--Owen by bicycle, Ben on foot, myself by bus. The three of us took a corner table and devoured dim-sim the way college students...
Readers have been asking a book version of these bus stories of mine for some time now. You may remember that I'm represented by Eric Myers, of Myers Literary Management, in New York. Eric Myers is a mensch and a man ahead of the curve, because he believes, accurately, that...
This is a follow-up to a recent story on sleepers, newbies and working together. Click here for an addendum on sleepers; this follow-up is about newbie drivers and getting along! I'd like to address some gripes regarding new operators and operations procedures. Usually you hear about these things...
This was going to be a footnote to my previous story, but it was getting too long– and too important! Sleepers are a major element of the bus world, and they deserve their own post. If you do long routes at night, you'll get 'em. As I...

On the Shake’N’Bake

​She stepped aboard, wrinkling her nose. "What is that smell? Something's gone absolutely rancid in here!""Ooh, rancid," I said. "I love your word choice!""Well, that's what it is, ain't it?""You got that right, I s'pose." I knew something was up, but I hadn't given it much...
"Congratulations," a friend once told me, after I'd finally gotten a New York literary agent. "Let yourself feel it today, and breathe. You deserve this." The thing is, I don't know how to do that. Humility is one of the great...

Hard Right to Happy

​It's a waxing gibbous tonight, yellow, a sense of possibilities from high overhead. I'm done for the night– or almost done, seconds away from putting it in park and shutting off the lights, ready for the sound of the motor cutting into silence, the way the bus...
It’s only a few minutes of faces I don't recognize, and then we have Andrew. Andrew's on his way to practice mountain climbing. Albert, whose name I won't know 'til the end of the trip, keeps butting in with tidbits on football and weather, but that's okay. Andrew's a...