I later spent a week hanging out at Robert Davidson's studio near Vancouver. I spent many hours with him there, and a few at his home. We went to a movie together ("Schindler's List.") It was all a rich experience, and I continued to explore and admire that art, even after my story ran in 1995.
In many ways, to move to the North Coast a year later was a large dislocation in my life, but there were a few elements of logic to it. One was the forests, but that's another story. The other was the presence of indigenous cultures. The opportunity to come here seemed the next step.
That's my journey, sort of. What about yours?
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