Safe Room

Volatile.
Park-in day.
Man Salad.
Woman Salad.
Bad Judgements.
Revit.

I remember when I was a kid, I learned about different traditional regional crafts and craftsmen in Japan. There was this one particular gourd carver who I saw on either TV or some book. He used a chisel that was attached to a long wooden stick. His right shoulder supported the chisel and carved into the gourd. After having done that for a life time, his right shoulder had gotten considerably larger than the left, and had developed a huge callus. He hid his shoulder with his kimono, but his body looked odd, and off balance.

He is an image of a hero to me. There is something very beautiful about his malformed body. A life time of work had morphed his body, and his shoulder conformed to fit around the chisel.

From time to time, at the Oakland 24 hour fitness, a retired Oakland Raider's football player comes to work out. He's not a professional football player anymore, but you can still see his training on his body: His massive shoulders and thighs.

Sometimes, some of our bodies are more fit to do certain things than others. Some people come with stronger nails, and can play classical guitar without a pic. Some people have longer torsoe and arms, which make them better fit for swimming.

I am fascinated with the idea of body as tool. I like meeting people, and finding these peculiarities in their bodies. It's not glamorous, but is very honest. I want to find old people who have been pursuing a particular craft/interest/proffession, etc. An old doctor, an old pottery maker, an old basket weaver, an old soccer player, an old ceo, an old...