I currently live in Sacramento, CA and I hate this city with every fiber of my being. There's no real reason I should hate this place so much, but I do, and that's not likely to change. I've hated it since the first time I had to drive through it back in 1998 or so.
For the last handful of years I've spent about a month of every year here around Burning Man time. I have a friend who's a general contractor as well as the guy who puts together the theme camp I stay with at the burn. My schedule is always pretty flexible so I come up to Sac to help him out with camp stuff and his actual work. He always seems to be slammed right before the burn and I can always use them money so it worked out well.
Since I've basically been a nomad for the last couple of years I didn't have anywhere special to return to after the burn this year. My buddy thought he'd have plenty of work so I decided to stay here just to put some cash in the bank for my next adventure. Well, the work disappeared almost immediately. My buddy actually went to Colorado to work it got so bad here. I could have went with him but after last winter in Vermont I swore I'd never go anywhere that ice fell from the sky again:)
So, I've been sitting here in my shitty apartment, in my shitty neighborhood for 6 months waiting for my lease to be up so I can get the fuck out of here.
The lease is now up and I could have split by now but I'm waiting for my new house in San Diego to be ready. After 6 months of no work and only living off my art I don't have the cash to hit the road while I wait or I'd already be gone. Just another month or so before I can be done with this hell hole.
So that's where I'm at and why I'm here. The photos below are where I go to relax and get away from the sirens and shitty people. That creek runs through the back of some friends property in Garden Valley, about an hour north of my place. It's a couple of miles from where the first gold was found that started the California Gold Rush. It's beautiful country and I should have probably spent more time up there the last 6 months but frankly, I'm just feeling beat down and don't want to be around anyone.
Wow! What a depressing post. Sorry about that. It's really not all that bad. I got to concentrate on painting which is something I've only been doing for a little over a year and I'm loving. Besides, I've lead a pretty fucking charmed life up until now so I've got nothing to complain about. This has just been a little detour that will be over soon enough :)