Seens of four got; ten memories

Fremont

Fremont has changed since I moved to California in 1979, actually everywhere has changed Even before, while living in San Jose I had heard talk about Fremont, nothing of any real interest—perhaps an apt description.

My wife and I go out for pizza on Sunday. Before covid we used to go to Whole Foods for a `slice of margherita pizza, then after the change in the crust and no more margherita pizzas, we moved to soups and then down the glass counter to chicken burritto. Later came covid.

Lately we go to Pieology which has a big eating room and on-the-wall TV sets and split one pie.

Have only seen it full once. Not so many people at any one time but people keep coming and going. .It has no silverware, dishes, glasses or anything that needs to washed for customer use. Just throw it away..

This past month , at a very slow pace I have been trying to put a couple of coats of paint on the trim ,which I can reach using the 8 foot ladder —clean off the surface , primer and exterior coats.

Maybe its just the colors, the lines, and the gesture.

Alameda Creek

I wouldn’t make any claim that the whole world passes by me as I walk along Alameda Creek. But it seems to me that one piece of human nature is the human natural ability/inclination to differentiate our sensually experiences into things, then define them —give them an identity.— seemingly a somewhat reductionary process. We get words like tree and mountain, we can see them, they are clearly different from each other . . .

because there is “nothing” between them. Air , the one thing that for most of human existence was a “no thing” used to differentiate things we discovered/created. The air which we had for thens of thousands of years believed to be nothing was really a bunch of little things so small or so transparent we cannot see them . . .

What is a “no-thing?” For so many years air was a nothing that was between “things” and then came science to show us it was bunch of small things —oxygen and nitrogen and tiny bits of other molecules.

When people acquire a bunch of things, i.e. define the things in their environment—which they have to do to survive— then they can isolate things and discover the relationships between the things, and create combinations making new things.

Language is a tool that enables people to understand that ideas, concepts and theories are things, imaginary as they may be. Language enables us to separate things by giving each a a different name so they can be identified, counted and used to communicate with other people;

Define a bunch of things, give them names, relate them to each other. and on and on, constantly increasing e a mind- database. of knowledg.e

There are different ways that humans “know things.” Science has a specific method to this on going human madness of differentiation and definition...

The scientific method includes the basic guideline, what you know and how you know it are equal parts of “knowledge”. A professional scientific methodology of an experiment includes an accurate professional record of what was done in the experiment, a record which is understandable to any professional scientist such that he or she can redo the experiment..Anyone who is willing to duplicate it may do so, perhaps there should be more of this funded.

Data collection is based on the human senses and statements and summaries are written according to commonly accepted rules of grammar and logic. This makes Science a method of knowing based on common human capabilities.

Human knowledge is the ongoing process of differentiating things, giving them a name and identifying relationships between them. A constantly changing and never ending, dance of life.

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My mother suffered a stroke and memory loss. It came unexpected, there was no preparation and she lived about 3 hour drive. Because there were beneficiaries involved as POA I took care of her things, to pack them, up and place them in indefinite storage.

She lived near me, first in memory care residence, eight weeks in a nursing home rehab and the second half in a different memory care residence,

After 3 1/2 years she passed away, I brought her things in storage to my house, and over the years have moved them a few times, thrown stuff out, gave stuff away, some got broken and some still sits in my garage..

A few times a year I look at some of her personal stuff—Its an interesting connection. collection Its not stuff siblings would fight over, most of it is no $ value, just for the emotional value, some letters,, high school autograph books, records of accomplishments, a few letters never sent, memories of relatives who died before I was born. I reflect on how little I knew about my parents, or more, about how little I knew, and know, about people.

At the rehab residence, a faster paced place, laundry could have a life of its own.— pick up, at your door, wash, dry, sort and return delivery, right to your door —Operations were done in bulk and sometimes patients stuff was liable to be sorted with someone else’s, and the reverse was also true—you might find a little surprise you don’t recognize..

In previous years I made family shirts with the new year art on it . What a surprise to walk in the residence and see a stranger walking around in our family T-shirt.

Gaste gate paragate parsamgate Bohdi Svaha

With-in or with-out

Stays between days

High rises, rows of crops.and residential and behind the photographer and less than a football field is a lumber yard literally around the corner. In Chofu, a suburb of Tokyo, high rises, residential homes, businesses and farms live side by side in the same immediate neighborhood as my sister’s residence..

Walking by a window corner looking into someone’s life. Was there a secret revealed and I missed it?

I was never sure if it was coming or going,

Land in Tokyo is very expensive and zoning is different than in the USA.

There will be apartments mixed with residential mixed with businesses, both office and factories.—a first floor store or warehouse with the owner and family living upstairs.

There are always spaces which call the eye .. . .why did he sit in that spot?

What are the qualities of being human? Does the general speak louder than the particular?

How do we know know when we are human beings or an individual?

Alameda Creek

Everyday its a combination of some different, and, some same, things

The shapes of the people contrast to the shapes of the trees and land

Most people I see along the Alameda Creek Trail are there by choice AND for the same reason— to get some exercise .

Its nice to do it outside in Nature where there is no, or at least reduced, levels of pollution.

Alameda Creek

Sheep scratching themselves on a fallen tree trunk. How does an animal learn it can scratch itself on a tree? C

Certainly not from its mother. , the mother could know she had an itch and she could scratch it on a tree, the lamb could know it had an itch and could see the mother scratching on a tree, but language needs to be there for the mother to connect the scratch with the itch which the lamb cannot see but only feel.

A wooley drop

Most of the homes here are tract houses from different developers at different times.

Still, in market terms, they are worth too much money.

But its having the Alameda Creek Trail near that is the best value.

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On Sundays we go to have to a local pizza place, its a one size fits all, most customers seem to eat the whole pie but we split the margherita pizza.

I made images of my shadow, often including a shadow of the camera and put them together to make a pattern as in a Middle Eastern rug or a Pueblo blanket.

Each basic image is a 4 same photographs of my shadow, flopped and reversed, then put together,

Its the human eye that puts things together, but its the mind that tells you what it is. You can also learn to to just see,

Mom was living in a memory care facility, we used to take her out for lunch on Sundays. A memory care residential facility is for people who no longer can take care of themselves but are not in the process of immediate death. Mom had insurance, I was self employed working out of the house, bring her into our house would have put an increased stressful situation. At a residence there were trained people to take care of her. She would have different people to interact with —to make sure the “intereractive behaviour” would be different, but caregiver or fellow resident, its still human interaction. We saw her at least once a day, usually lunch time and then time afterwards. Then there is taking her to places—doctors, dentist, walks, Sunday restaurant, shopping. emergency room, etc. Most of the time we spent the time we spent with her was as good “quality time” as it could get.The regularity also gave her anticipation. Often I was sure she did not know I was her son, but usually she did recognize me as a “regular” in her life.

On the one hand my photographs are more about myself and less about the “things” in the photographs. On the other hand there was a visual communication going on between these people. Were all three men sharing feelings? and thoughts? They look somewhat bored.

Country rodes

Here in 2022, for tax purposes the IRS still categorizes work as “Farm work” or “Non-Farm work— even though the latter is many times the former.

In the 1950s there were comedy films about farm life—Ma and Pa Kettle was quite successful film series from the 1940s and 1950s. .

An old Maine farmhouse, wood heat, a pump inside the kitchen and barn in the left background,

They had an old car with a backseat full of stuff and no gas, no money, no place to stay, 4:oo in the afternoon. Just arrived in Toledo from Appalachia. OH! did I say “Very Hungry!
Toledo Ohio, Model Cities Program circa 1969

Tom and Nance moved to rural Maine 1968 – ’69. Both couples are about the same age about the same time.

A couple times we bought tires from Mr. Bellis who had different situation than I had known, if you believe his story,

He had a thriving business on a major commuter road into Boston and Urban Renewal changed the land his was on, he lost his lease could only relocate to this more isolated area in Arlington.

or perhaps what parts do you believe—its still a compelling story ? He had worked hard for his money. It was a cold winter day in Somerville.

AlamedaCreek

The camera is a lens to translate light into a meaningful visual experience for people . . .

The photograph.

Generally the photograph is commonly held as the benchmark of visual expression which is closest to a common sense of “reality.” —the ‘things’ in the photograph appear most similar to the ‘things’ people see.

Of course that makes sense, why would we develop a camera that made images of things we could not see.—except science has discovered things we could not see or hear and developed tools to hear and see them.

Sometimes people will see a photograph and have a very strong, perhaps emotional, reaction while another person, will not moved at all.

Students in photography class will be given an assignment and the submitted “same subject” images will be different

The students have a subject, which is the same, and then, the images are different. Sometimes understanding an image is to understand the “general subject” and how the particular images fit as representatives of the “general subject.”

How different are we from each other? How same are we with each other? ? We are each made of the same materials but with different mixes,and maybe sometimes a little here or there does not make it to each and every individual.

What difference does it make how the particles in the Universe are joining and separating, who cares? People and a few other living things such as elephants.!!

I find myself wondering if most of my photographs are images of myself, is this how I want to see people or is it how they “really ” are . . . or were . . . at some moment captured in light—maybe just want people to see me taking photographs.

Are my photographs actually capturing some “image of the real person”? How often is a “portrait” of a person insightful because it shows you the deep lines on their face, or the rough hands of a craftsman and you feel somethings about the person’s “inner character.”

Last week we saw NASA images from 3 billion years ago —they are always there to be expressed ,always there to be captured, Maybe Universe is bunch of images traveling at the speed of light seeking a medium to present itself ,but maybe only to humans.

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After Mom had a stroke and suffered serious memory loss she lived in a memory care residence facility near our home, about 10 minutes drive. This was pretty much a decision my parents made,.they had long term insurance specifically for that purpose.

It fit comfortably with our situation, much of the basic “care work” in a residence is just that— daily repeated basic care which needs to be done correctly and to a schedule each day with compassion and consideration. If you try to do this at your home, the negative aspects may overwhelm and disrupt everyday life., . Who do you take out your frustrations on??> spouse, the one being cared for. and yourself.

We saw Mom at least everyday and even 3 or even 4 times a day.

At the residence even though memory care residents may often seem socially non-interactive, it seems to me that the individuals recognize others, navigate in a social network, have personalities and wants and desires. And there are the personalities which develop with the staff. Perhaps any level of social interaction gives them a social meaning to their life.

When we did see her, usually it was “quality time”, we took her out to eat, an outing, dinner at our house or friends, friend’s house,—things that were fun for all of us..The staff would dress her in special clothes she would feel good, staff would have her ready on time and we were there to pick her up on time.

In this way we combined the residential care milieux with a close family relationship, sorting the best parts of both to give her a good life. There are many different ways people can take care of their families and achieve positive outcomes.

Gate gate paragate parasamgate Bodhi Svaha

Will or away

Linda Susoev has been on the ballot for mayor in Fremont since 1989, never misses an election, we met last Sunday while I was gassing up in my van, I guess she was doing a little campaigning.for the upcoming election. We spoke a little, I had cold groceries in the van, ,one thing led to another and I went home.

Conversation and discussion are an important part of human life.

They are important for communication

Hope is always in children, should exposing children to false information be considered child abuse?

Alameda Creek

I walk along Alameda Creek almost every day, beginning in Spring 2007 when I moved my office home.

Along the trail every season brings differences,

The flow of water through the waterway is constantly changing . . .

Covid brought new people out of their homes, often with kids .

Weekends are different from weekdays, certainly in the quantity and frequency of people but also the “kinds” of people.

More groups of people with a common interest, i.e. bikers, joggers and larger families mostly.

I wonder if and how changes in species of the migrating birds is related to climate change?

Along the path seasons return again, . . .

and again, and again. Its a nature and human effort . “Tending to nature” with a human effort to design can often be a process in process.

Nature does not always behave as humans, even when to the best of our abilities to, predict or plan,

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Mom

After her stroke with memory loss and aphasia in 2008, Mom lived in a memory care residential facility near me . . . We would see her at least once a day, and usually more.

She was in “rehab” in a nursing home for eight weeks. Meals were in a small dining room, you might sit next to people you did not know, but somewhere in your mind is the image of having passed them in the hallways, . There is not much conversation and most vocal expressions are not directed to another individual. The residents there solely for “physical rehab” eat in a separate and different dining room where people have conversations.

Sometimes it was crowded in the dining room residents came or were brought at their own speed ,within a window,. , here mom is eating by herself.

I just pick these images “randomly,” there is no original pre-thought, Most of my images of mom have mom in the title, so I search mom . . .

After lunch we would return to her room, she would sit on the bed, I in the chair and talk until she would lay down and go to sleep.

. . . then just noodle around, whatever feels interesting . . .

She always drank her coffee black. At the memory care residents were served meals at tables in formal situations, with all untensils, napkins, etc, and coffee, or tea, served.

Often my images seem like photographs of myself, is this how I want to see her and not how she really is?

Gate gate paragate parasamgate Bodhi Svaha

One Who Sees and Hears the Cry from the Human World. 

For tunes knot hurd

“Nothing is so firmly believed as that which we least know.”
Francis Bacon

A couple of loose turkeys running up Whitehead Road one afternoon about 4:30 pm towards intersection with Paseo Padre, a very busy street during the commute time with stop lights, at the intersection, speeding traffic and a couple of turkeys.

Interesting to watch, it appeared (to me) their behavior indicated they were inspecting “new things” with their senses. to understand – as if they were differentiating —Here is is something new—then defining— adding it to their knowledge storage.

After a minor hip operation Mom was in “rehab” at a nursing home for eight weeks doing PT and OT. I regularly joined her . . .

hopefully it gave some kind of motivational meaning to the experience.

Shinn Historical Park and Arboretum is a 4-1/2 acre hidden gem in Fremont. The Big House dates back to 1876 and is surrounded by large trees and beautiful gardens.  The park restrooms are only opened during private rentals and are not available for public use.

Shinn Park is an old Fremont farm,– well, not that old—nothing in this area of California is “that old” when “history” starts with the arrival of Europeans, but its one of a few of Fremont’s claim to a history.

from inside a little Japanese shelter one can see the lantern.

The Shinns planted trees and plants from all over the world including a little Japanese garden. Its usually a quiet peaceful place, sometimes I visit here when I am alone and confused. This time I met these Fremont school boys getting down to their Fremont roots.

Alameda Creek

Its been said, and written, that Immanuel Kant, a famous Western Philosopher (1724–1804), never left his hometown of of Königsberg (Prussia) or at least never a greater distance than he did not return home that same afternoon.

He was strict and self disciplined about a schedule and local people used to set their clocks by the rhythm of his daily activities.

So I wondered, if he was such a rigid, self controlled person, how or why is he associated with major achievements in western philosophy . . .

. . . considering that creativity and diverse experiences are commonly thought to be essential qualities of achievers.

Sometimes answers are found through creativity,

sometimes through doing what was done before.

The Kiss

For some getting up every day and doing the same thing works fine.

‘Others might expect a little more in life,

Sometimes I feel forever lost in the fog of my inexcusable karma.

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Still maybe its a good offer if you life looks like this, or . . .

maybe it can turn into this:

Avalokiteshvara:

The pure saint Who Observes the Sounds of the World
In the discomforts of pain, agony, and death
Can be a point of reliance.

The Lotus Sutra Chapter 25: The Gateway to Everywhere of the Bodhisattva He Who Observes the Sounds of the World

Last week was the one year anniversary of Bill’s passing, I thought the service would be about Bill, but it was a regular Sunday service with a couple of lines about Bill patched in at the end of a sermon discussing a buddhist perspective on the physical confrontation at the Oscars,—one headline was the slap heard round the world and I wondered if Avalokiteshvara: heard it. At the end of the service each came up to burn incense and make prayer in Bill’s memory.

The back of the magazine was a full page/full bleed photograph of tablet, hands and feet. Its my stomach, pants and my feet on top. I had the little point & shoot —its for fun. and it s life mimicking art.

How do you know when advertising speaks from the heart and the color of the day is blue.

Sometimes when I go to San Francisco I stop for awhile at UN Peace Plaza, read the inscriptions cast in bronze in the walkway, and then looking downeast make an image of TRUTH.

WE THE PEOPLES OF THE UNITED NATIONS DETERMINED . . .

to save succeeding generations from the scourge of war, which twice in our lifetime has brought untold sorrow to mankind, and . . .

to reaffirm faith in fundamental human rights, in the dignity and worth of the human person, in the equal rights of men and women and of nations large and small, and . . .

to establish conditions under which justice and respect for the obligations arising from treaties and other sources of international law can be maintained, and . . .

to promote social progress and better standards of life in larger freedom. . .

Gate gate para gate parasamgate bodhi svaha