Monday, 22 April, 2019

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.

Stephanie at 185th

  "I got my transfer in here somewhere." We're at 185th inbound, and her face is lined with age and humor, that kind of spirit you don't find enough, equal parts confident and humble. She's over fifty, blue-gray eyes, wearing a couple older sweatshirts and nursing some bulging paper bags,...
  In that doorway, over there on Second South, is where a woman goes at night. She injects and imbibes various assortments of drugs as her body shudders and moans, phasing through the different reactions, pushing out time and life. Just down the block is where a shooting was last night; Sho...
  Yes it is! The title says it all. Have you thanked your driver lately? Officially speaking, today's the day to do so, although you're welcome to do so any day you choose! Driving the bus is a rewarding task, but an extremely demanding one. I'm amused when passengers ask if "it...
  Northbound Aurora at 100th. Leaning into the front door: "Hey, did you see a, I left a wallet a couple hours ago…?" "Uhh," I said. I look around on the dash. This coach has been out all day, already operated on for eight hours by another operator. We have an agreement where...
  At 3rd and Virginia, on my 358: a large African-American man in his fifties gets on. I ask him how he's doing. He's doing fine, and he sits down somewhere behind me. A moment later he comes back up. "Hey, what's your bus number?" "Wha-?" I don't know what the coach...

Picker’s Remorse

Read more stories from the bus at nathanvass.com. "Whuhjjoo pick?" What'd you pick? It's the question we operators all ask each other, right after "Pick-" that thrice-yearly event in which we have an opportunity to choose a different route. It's all terribly exciting, and not unlike a total job change- you might...
  "Are you righteous? Kind? Does your confidence lie in this? Are you loved by all? Know that I was, too. Do you imagine your sufferings will be less because you loved goodness? Truth?" -Malick I've driven buses across the Aurora Bridge about a thousand times. Every time I do so, without...
Read more stories form the road at www.nathanvass.com. It's that kid again, the one with the observant eyes. I've had a chance or two to chat with him in the interim. He is Amad, eleven or twelve, dressed in ordinary, low-profile garb. No flashy bling or starched denim–just a regular...