It took me over 30 hours to get to Sitka, Alaska from Beijing. Granted, I made a brief stop in Seattle where I saw some fish fly at Pike Place and visited Mark Dion’s Vivarium (think: life springing from a dead tree in an enclosed greenhouse). The first thing I noticed was that the sky looked the same as it did in Beijing: gray, one-dimensional, dreary. My only comfort was that the weather condition was created by clouds in the sky, and not in fact by billions of specks of smoke and dust and carcinogens looming overhead on a sunny day.
Sunset at Tiananmen Square
Anyway, hi! I’m Lucy. I’m working with Artchange Inc. for the summer and Ellen, the director, brain behind this, filmmaker all in one wanted me to introduce myself and get some of my thoughts down about Sitka before becoming to immersed in Alaska.
I spent the last five weeks or so in East Asia. There, I talked to quite a few college students. They talked back to me, in perfect British English. I listened. I asked tough questions. They stammered a bit but answered them. With such frankness, these students shared their thoughts on Tiananmen, sex, love, friendship, the future, success, God, and their parents’ expectations. So here are my thoughts on their thoughts (I know, how meta.)