Monday, 10 August, 2020

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.
"You got one more comin'!" I look in the right mirror, and it's true, there's a streak of red of blue, running for me at Rainier and Letitia. I'm feeling generous, and wait with doors open. In a few seconds he's on board, breathing heavy and grinning. He sits down in...
"You keepin' me smilin' with that deep sexy voice o' yours," says a gravelly ball of waning energy on the 358. She's over forty, mixed race and short, from places I can't figure. "Oh gosh," I say, trying not to blush. "It's not that good!" I'm terrible at taking compliments. As a child...

Mister Tony

"Tony!!!" "Hey hey, how's it goin'?" "The man of the hour! Good to see you, my friend. How's it been today?" Tony is the vet mentioned here, where I designate him as "Grizzly Tony, beer-guzzling panhandler extraordinaire." That was two years ago. Today he and I are still doing our thing. I...
I'm riding home from Sea-Tac with a dear friend of mine. The last train headed for downtown has already left for the night, and we thus opt for a late-night 124 to work our way back into town. For decades Metro offered 24-hour service from downtown to Sea-Tac; maybe...
  I feel like I see so many fragments of universes, the visible tips of deep and storied lives, icebergs whose temperatures and histories we can only guess at. Here are the glancing shades of a few. Shan ("not Shannon, just Shan"), standing at the front of my 358, telling me...
On the incredible 3/4 A young man on the other side of Jefferson makes a noise. It's Jermain (from here and here, among other stories). He yells a quiet hey from across the street, and I'm happy to see him. Great. I get excited when young people show a buried promise, and you...

Braid

I think her name was Katherine, on her way to a haircut. She was up front, just boarded, watching bright-eyed as I greeted the masses on the 10. We were talking about positive energy. I was telling her what I often say, about how when you put a lot...

You Need it Too

  "How you doin'?" I ask her at Campus Parkway inbound. It's nearing midday, sunny, on a half-full 70. "Swell," she says happily, sounding surprised to see me. I won't see her smile again. "Thats excellent!" She's telling me the details of her morning, which don't sound swell at all. Sitting at the...