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Letters from the road: Hippies versus loggers

October 7, 2012 by campbell Leave a Comment


Hello Aimee!

Here I am at a coffee shop in the tiny town of Fort Bragg, California, in Mendocino County, surrounded by a healthy mix of aging and well-to-do hippies, their poor and young kin, and couples wearing tight pants and cowboy boots, driving around in jacked-up pickup trucks. Throw in a few middle-aged tourists in cargo shorts and that’s pretty much the local scene as I see it.

Do I sound cynical? Maybe I am a little. It’s easier to draw critical pictures of people than it is to solve all the world’s problems. I mean, I’d probably be laughed out of town if I showed up at a Fort Bragg city council meeting and proposed clear-cutting half our remaining old-growth forests and legalizing half of the marijuana.

The thing is, all of the people I’m making fun of here are really nice in their own way. No, wait — not in their own way, that’s bullshit. They’re just really nice, period. As long as you don’t bring up politics. So I guess my solution to all the world’s problems is for scientists to invent an ever-expanding planet with infinite resources so no one ever has to share and nothing is depleted … and also they would invent some hotshot new pharmaceutical to obviate the inevitable social problems that arise as a result of man’s hubris.

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Letters from the road: Salt Point dispatch

October 6, 2012 by campbell Leave a Comment

Well, clearly I didn’t go to art school. It’s a little hard to tell what all these drawings are. 02: Great Lakes shoreline. 03: Wildflowers. 04: “Cornelius” the mascot. 05: Rock formation and clouds. 07: Highway 50, sun, and a UFO.

This is a little sketch of Kaida lounging in a meadow at Salt Point State Park on the Northern California Coast. We’re in I think Sonoma County, an hour or two or three north of San Francisco, and it was tricky work sketching Kaida because her head kept moving as she listened to various sounds from nearby woods. There’s a bit of a fog bank or cloud moving through, and depending on how thick it is an any given moment the trees on the other side of the meadow look either green or gray or blackish-greenish-gray.

This is my first real hike since the pig attack that landed me in the hospital two weeks ago, and I’m perking up at about half of the forest sounds to make sure they aren’t announcing the presence of an angry boar. I can hear traffic on Highway One way down below — I’m up high on a hill — and earlier there were these weird, distant, metal-on-metal noises and a few gunshots. Every once in a while there’s the sound of the wind picking up.

It’s between 10:45 and 11:00 a.m. right now, and it’s getting to be time that I should think about picking up and driving to a new campsite. I talked to another Vanagon owner and he suggested a beach that’s maybe 90 miles up the coast from here. I’m not sure what else to say here. This is my first full day of travel since leaving the Bay Area, and my brain feels foggy and tired.

Mike: Ben, how do you find inner peace?

Ben: I don’t.

Mike: Can you recommend any substitutes?

Ben: No, I think you’d want it, but I think activity is the closest thing you’d get to that. Activity with the feeling toward forward progress.

Mike: How do you find the motivation for that activity. Is it something you either have or you don’t?

Ben: I think when you lack an overriding goal in life, you can have calm and a sense of progress when you’re always moving forward.

Mike: Do you believe in free will?

Ben: Depends on what version of free will people talk about. The answer is sometimes yes and sometimes no.

Mike: Do you think that we live in an entirely deterministic universe? Excluding small-scale quantum stuff.

Ben: Yes.

Mike: Are dogs the best?

Ben: Yup.

Mike: Double bass or double guitar?

Ben: Double guitar.

Mike: Electric violin, or playing an electric guitar with a violin bow?

Ben: Electric violin. Great question.

Mike: Anything else you’d like to sound off on?

Ben: No.

 

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North Coast, continued

August 17, 2012 by campbell Leave a Comment

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Drove to a place called Usal Beach yesterday. It’s in a state park that was closed due to California budget cuts, but locals have removed the barricades and continued to camp there in spite of its official status. The road in was quite scenic, but the campground and beach had a bit of a trash-strewn, Mad Max vibe going on. So I decided to push on north and camped last night at Humboldt Redwoods State Park. The executive summary: Big trees are big. Right now I’m in Fortuna, an apparent stronghold of the West Coast’s unique hippie-but-also-redneck hybrid subculture.

Been having a fun time writing two-page letters for my Kickstarter project, getting away from collage and spending more time with pen and ink. Scanned a big bunch of postcards this morning, and will be transcribing the text this weekend.

Morning surf report

August 16, 2012 by campbell Leave a Comment

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The view this morning at Westport Union Landing State Beach in Mendicino County.

Back on the road

August 15, 2012 by campbell Leave a Comment

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Back on the road today. Left the Bay Area yesterday after getting the staples removed from my legs. Did a short-ish, four mile hike at Salt Point State Park, where I was half convinced that every noise in the woods heralded the arrival of an angry pig bent on finishing the job. Now I’m sitting in a coffee shop in Fort Bragg, working on letters. The drawing above is a cameraphone shot from a little “Hippies vs. Loggers” comic strip I drew to illustrate the local scene.

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