A “Spontaneous Fantasia” Animates West of Lenin

Screenshot from J-Walt's Omnicentric Universe

Spontaneous Fantasia shows at West of Lenin on Friday, September 2, at 8 p.m., and Saturday, September 3, at 5 and 8 p.m. Tickets: $15-$18.

J-Walt (aka John Adamczyk) is off to the right, standing in front of a touchpad and slider box and joystick, looking like a mad raver-scientist: long curly blond hair, goatee, black jacket with gold lamé. On the movie screen is a virtual reality world he’s creating, live, to the music, some of which is his own schwoopy ambient and bleepy dance, some Pachelbel.

In another life, J-Walt created a real-time computer graphics system for filmmakers. It worked with live action cranes and motion control rigs so that, if you were using a green screen, you could watch the live and animated as you shot. J-Viz won an Academy Award.

But that was in 2006. In 2011, J-Walt’s challenge to himself is to walk audiences through a “Spontaneous Fantasia”–evoking the animated film, while making a point of how far computer animation has come. J-Walt gives a little précis before each piece; one, he said, featured “twisted vortices,” it was the way genes dance when we’re not looking. Every so often I’d tear my eyes from the screen to watch him at work, hardly believing it was possible that all this arose from a curlicue on a touchpad.

There are other “shorts” on the program, but Omnicentric Universe is in its way a cosmic performance of animation: It begins with the birth of the universe, proceeds to nebulae and stars, then to planets, mountains, oceans. The parameters are largely set beforehand–he’s not sketching out a nebula, per se–but the “bringing into being” is live, and that’s the impression you’re most struck by: the vibrant ferment.

In Omnicentric Universe, J-Walt says, he wanted to explore how what matters to us tend to be close by us–attachment is attenuated by distance. His joystick lets him (and the audience) fly through the work he’s creating, zoom around, over, beneath. It’s both like and not like flying through Pandora–I found J-Walt’s universe more extravagantly alien, even considering the rave-culture paint patterns he’s fond of.

At night, in an architectural, arboreal-limbed shelter, a lone candy corn with a hat pongs about the floor, generating sparks and blossoms of light. The camera zooms back into the dark, but the dots of light and color persist.

The Plight of the Loud Kid in France’s School System

Mindy Jones is a Seattleite living in Paris for two years with her husband and two kids. Her daily life does not include romantic walks along the Seine, champagne picnics on the Pont des Arts, or five-star gourmet dinners. For a realistic take on life in a fantasy place, visit her blog, An American Mom in Paris.

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Exhibit A: A group of four-year-olds reading quietly together on the left. My son (but with an accomplice!) wrestling something to the ground on the right. Different.

Meticulously handcrafted parakeet costumes for the school Carnavale parade

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The kids are almost back in school. Thank God, say the parents. In France, this time of year is known as La Rentrée, and is also when all Parisians return from their month-long vacations in the South. Every parent in the school will be richly tanned on the first day back; I will be sporting my standard ghostly pallor. It’s just one more way to announce myself as a foreigner.

Our school experience in France has included three years of the public école maternelle, the hardcore equivalent of our American preschool. I say “hardcore” because preschool isn’t a bunch of kids singing nursery rhymes and playing with blocks here. It’s serious business.

The French école maternelle is a full eight-hour day, four days a week. At our school, the kids tackle subjects and skills not usually taught in the States until kindergarten or beyond. There are four-year-olds counting to a hundred, doing basic reading, and writing Chinese characters. In short, these kids are more advanced than I am. It’s impressive but the flip-side is exhausted kids on the verge of nervous breakdowns. Our son has been known to ask for a stiff drink at the end of a long day.

The teachers are kind but firm, and make it clear the classroom is their domain; there is no parental involvement in a French classroom. If you offer on the first day to be a “room mother,” you’re going to receive a mystified look in response. If you pair the offer with a big eager-to-please American smile, you’re just playing into stereotype and embarrassing yourself. (I don’t know this from experience, not at all).

Even though we’ve been impressed by the teachers and overachieving academics of French preschool–just look at those meticulously handcrafted parakeet costumes for the school Carnavale parade–it has not been a great match for our son. With the level of seriousness surrounding school, kids are expected to behave accordingly. We, however, have what is known in polite company as “a very American child.” If he’s awake, he’s jumping up and down. He has only one volume and it’s loud (his father has that same volume and, no, my life is not an easy one).

For one small example of how his personality stands out among his more subdued classmates, one can observe the folding of the bibs. During his first year of preschool, each child was required to fold their bib after lunch. Every three-year-old in the class took off their bib, folded it into quarters, and placed it nicely in a basket. My kid rolled his into a ball, took a flying leap towards the pile and slam dunked it on top with a “WHEEE!” The teachers noticed the difference, and were concerned.

We have teacher friends in the States who know our son and say things like, “He’s all boy.” In France, however, teachers say things like, “Your son needs a psychologist.” We didn’t know what to make of the difference in opinion, so indeed took him to see a school psychologist. The psychologist didn’t have any grave concerns about our loud son and said many of his problems at school could be attributed to cultural differences.

According to the psychologist, there’s a “let kids be kids” mindset in the States whereas in Paris–especially our kind of snobby area of Paris–it’s more “make kids be silent small adults.” She also acknowledged that in the States, individuality is valued. We accept, even admire, people who think differently and march to the beat of their own drummer. In France, conformity is the only way to go. Standing out in the crowd will earn you a one-way ticket to a psychologist.

Unfortunately, our son’s personality paired with the French intolerance for our son’s personality means he’s always in trouble at school. At one point last year, he was moved to a different lunch hour, no longer with his classmates, and was put at a table by himself to be taught a lesson about staying in his seat during lunch. He was four years old at the time, and the lunch period is an hour long–harsh much, France? (Hey, an hour lunch! Sweet!–ed.)

Even I find it hard to sit in my seat for an hour, as evidenced by the ten thousand times I’ve gotten up to get a mouthful of baguette while writing this article. And if I was four years old and put by myself at a table in a roomful of people I didn’t know, I would probably jump out of my seat constantly to figure out where all my damn friends wandered off to. It seems too much to ask of a four-year-old to stay seated and quiet for an hour, but the French kids seem to have an easier time of it so I really don’t know what the hell’s going on over here.

The American education system is not a flawless one and there will be challenges at home, too. But when we return, we hope there’s a place for him there; we hope there are more creative ideas for dealing with his brand of energy besides embarrassing him or sending him to a shrink or making him eat his lunch alone on the roof of the school. We’re just hoping they don’t force us to medicate him, because then he may forget all those wonderful Chinese characters.

Passport to Pleasure: A Relaxing Retreat to Whistler

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On the road to Whistler (Courtesy of Kirsten Skipp, Skipp Designs)

Squamish Lil'wat Cultural Centre (Courtesy of Gary Fiegehen, Gary Fiegehen Photography)

Great hall at Squamish Lil'wat Cultural Centre (Courtesy of Robin O'Neill, Robin O'Neill Photography)

Exhibit at Squamish Lil'wat Cultural Centre

Bison and wild boar smokey at Squamish Lil'wat Cultural Centre

View from the Peak 2 Peak

Scandinave Spa (Courtesy of Scandinave Spa)

Nita Lake Lodge (Courtesy of Nita Lake Lodge)

The patio at Nita Lake Lodge (Courtesy of Nita Lake Lodge)

"Trust Me" cocktail at Cure Lounge & Patio

Aura restaurant at Nita Lake Lodge (Courtesy of Nita Lake Lodge)

Aura's fresh salad w/beets, juniper berries, coriander, pumpkin seeds, and bresaola (dried beef)

Aura's halibut with Israeli cous cous

Aura's "Sex on a Plate" dessert

Guest room at Nita Lake Lodge (Courtesy of Nita Lake Lodge)

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Poutine options at Zog's Dogs (shown: regular and "Asian poutine")

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You don’t have to race down mountains on skis or a bike to enjoy Whistler. You and your loved one can enjoy the outdoors and other activities in a more relaxing, romantic way. Here are ideas for a memorable day in Whistler, where we stamp this week’s Passport to Pleasure—a hedonistic quest for great food and good times for two, from nibbles to naughtiness.

LEARNING IS FUN AT THE CULTURAL CENTRE

The best place to start in Whistler is, of course, at the beginning: learning about Whistler’s aboriginal history. You can now do that at the Squamish Lil’wat Cultural Centre. The 30,400-square-foot complex is a cooperative venture by the Squamish and Lil’wat people designed to share their living cultures with the world.

You’ll watch an introductory movie in the theater, and then take time to explore the exhibits, including the hard-carved totem poles and cedar canoes. The handwoven baskets and textile-work are especially fascinating. Outdoors, don’t forget the forest walk and examples of living quarters: the Squamish longhouse and the Lil’wat istken—a traditional underground pit house that looks like a cozy retreat.

Hungry for lunch? You can stay on-site for lighter, less expensive fare at SLCC’s Café. Lil’wat venison chili with bannock (like fry bread) is a special treat, or try the bison and wild boar smokey. For finer dining, you can’t beat Araxi. (See more about Araxi here.)

PEAK-TO-PEAK, WITH A PEEK AT CHRISTINE’S

Next, it’s time to take to the sky. Head over to the Whistler Village Gondola, which will take the two of you up nearly 6,000 feet to connect to the Peak 2 Peak alpine experience. Choose your Peak 2 Peak gondola correctly, and not only do you have a 360-degree, panoramic view from as high as 1,430 feet from the valley floor, but you might also have floor windows that allow you to look straight to the ground. This two-and-three-quarter mile journey is a great way to get a feel for the majesty of the recent Winter Olympics venue, and a sense of awe in the marvel of construction of the peak-to-peak cable connection. Completion of Peak 2 Peak broke records for longest unsupported span, highest lift of its kind, and longest continuous lift system on the planet.

There are great hiking, biking, and skiing opportunities at both Whistler and Blackcomb Mountains. Or you can simply go to Christine’s, an idyllic spot for a drink and maybe a small snack on the fabulous patio, or one of the window-side tables inside. When you’re ready, you can descend down an open-air lift to the Blackcomb base in the Upper Village.

SOAKING AT SCANDINAVE SPA

Now it’s time for relaxation, hydrotherapy style, at Scandinave Spa. Regardless of the season, you can luxuriate in refreshing Scandinavian baths spread over three acres in a spectacular outdoor setting. Think Japanese onsen, but with the advantage that you can now be with your partner regardless of gender (Japanese onsens tend to be same-sex only), though unlike the Japanese experience, you’ll need a bathing suit.

Take in the three-stage bathing process: First, heat your body in the eucalyptus steam bath, hot baths, or wood-burning Finnish sauna. Next, cool your body quickly in the Nordic waterfalls, cold baths, or shower. Finally, relax in the solariums, hammocks, on a terrace, or by the outdoor fireplace. Repeat to your heart’s delight, with increased benefit if you can stay for a few hours. This will surely be special time together.

LOUNGING AT NITA LAKE LODGE

Your final stop (perhaps) for the day is Nita Lake Lodge. Start at Cure Lounge & Patio, where you can snuggle together on a couch and indulge in some whimsical cocktails and house-made charcuterie. Hailey Pasemko is the Commander and Chief of Beverage, and she uses fruits, chocolates, and fresh herbs (the Lodge has its own rooftop garden) in her concoctions. There are even food pairings to go with some of them, so you can stretch your time, perhaps moving out to the lakeside patio where there’s music many nights.

With drinks like “Taco Flavoured Kisses” (made with Cazadores Tequila, passion fruit, lime, tabasco, and chocolate) to “Half Asleep In Frog Pyjamas” (with Juniper Green Organic Gin, Giffard Manzana, cucumber, and watercress), you’ll find a perfect fit—and a social lubricant in the process. (My personal favorite is “Trust Me,” with Stoli Blueberi, chocolate liqueur, Chartreuse, Ricard Pastis, strawberry/fig balsamic reduction, and a garnish of fermented black garlic. Trust me: It’s amazing.)

After drinks, saunter into Aura restaurant, with a menu inspired by seasonal vegetables. But it’s not just the local farmers who shine; Aura also sources ingredients from local foragers, ranchers, and fisheries. Look for dishes like steelhead salmon with sweet corn and rooftop chard, or partridge with fondant potatoes, beetroot, cauliflower and cauliflower puree. And for dessert, how about something your server will likely call “sex on a plate”: chocolate with lavender ganache that is caramel-like and sure to be stimulating.

At this point, if you don’t feel like driving anywhere (and who can blame you), consider staying overnight. Nita Lake Lodge has 77 suites, with fireplaces and outdoor patios sure to make your stay simply luxurious. Add to that a visit to the Ashram Spa, offering Canada’s only authentic Ayurvedic experience. Here you can have holistic health consultation, spa treatments, and a yoga session in a 2,800-square-foot studio with breathtaking views of Whistler Mountain. Owner Ram Tumuluri says the whole Nita Lake Lodge concept is based on wellness, and that “everything you don’t think about in a hotel is us.”

THE PLEASURE OF POUTINE

If you stay up really late and need a midnight snack, Zog’s Dogs is there for you, open until at least 2 a.m. weekend nights. Some say you have to be drunk to appreciate the poutine; being high on life might suffice. Poutine is French fries, gravy, and cheese curds—and Zog’s puts its own spin with various options. Go basic, or try to figure out what the “Asian poutine” is all about. And then go back and try to burn a few of the calories with that special someone!

A Seattle-Port Townsend Passenger Ferry by 2013?

Puget Sound ferry trips are an scenic excursion in themselves. (Photo: MvB)

Ah, Seattle! Gateway to getaways! (Take it, Seattle tourism department, I give it to you free.)

Peninsula Daily News reports that the Port of Port Townsend has won a $1.3-million federal grant for construction of a new passenger ferry, to run between Port Townsend and Seattle. Best of all, it’s got to happen fairly quickly: “Sea trials must be finished by the summer of 2013 or the port will not be reimbursed for the construction of the vessel,” the newspaper quotes Port Director Larry Crockett as saying.

Regular readers of The SunBreak know our stance on this issue: Genius! Port Townsend is a lovely seaside village, with plenty of amusements (i.e., brewers and brewpubs). Also, there’s a castle. But as it takes some two-and-a-half hours to get there from Seattle by car, I haven’t been back since a trip via a temporary passenger ferry in 2008. With the new boat, the crossing should take about 75 minutes, says the Seattle Times. Better.

The Port of Port Townsend still needs a private company to operate the boat, which will likely sail more occasionally than a full-time ferry. (For one thing, there’s only the one boat, and it will need to be maintained and repaired.) “The initial plan is to run the service once or twice a day with a 49-passenger capacity, since a greater amount would require a larger crew and cost more to operate,” reports the PDN.

Even with suggested fares ranging from $20 to $25 one-way, the ferry would make only $1,225 per trip at the most. The idea is to keep the boat “no frills,” but already there’s been push back. What can’t ferry passengers live without? Coffee and Wi-Fi. Conflictedly, the Port of Port Townsend sees the ferry as primarily tourist-driven: 80 percent tourists and 20 percent commuters.

Not since Gilligan’s Island have tourists plumped for “no frills” when they’re considering what’s close to a three-hour tour by water. Instead of $40 to $50 round trip, tourists may be interested instead in Bremerton, the “Port Townsend that’s closer than Port Townsend,” especially once Bremerton, too, is served by passenger ferry. A trip to Bremerton is just over $7, round trip, since the run is operated by the Washington State Ferries.

That said, 2013 is a ways off yet, and Labor Day weekend is fast approaching. If you’re stalled on getaway ideas, Gogobot.com has a few Labor Day outings for you, in and out of town:

  • Whidbey Island: Close to Seattle, but feels like another world, with top notch dining and shopping stops.
  • NorthWest Outdoor Center: Kayak on Lake Union and check out the houseboat communities, a superb view of the space needle, and tie up to enjoy clams and chowder at Ivar’s.
  • Rosario Resort & Spa: Grand hotel from the ‘30s and ‘40s, with gorgeous marina views, surrounding forests, and spa complete with indoor pool.

In Seattle, Another Dark and Stabby Night

(Photo: MvB)

Perusing the Seattle Police Department blotter, you see knives continue to be a weapon of choice. They’re not number one with a bullet, but they’re up there. (See: “This Summer, Don’t Miss Third Avenue’s Improv Knife Skills Workshops“)

Yesterday morning, “just before 3 a.m.,” one man stabbed another in the leg, “then walked away.” The victim identified the knife-wielder to police, and the suspect was found and arrested. At 11:36 p.m. on August 31, police were summoned to 2nd Avenue and Blanchard Street in Belltown, where a man had been stabbed by “a black guy in a wheelchair.” Again, the suspect was located and arrested.

This last incident occurred “about an hour and and half after two men were slashed and stabbed in an attack in Greenwood,” writes SeattleCrime.com’s Jonah Spangenthal-Lee. The suspect (aka “Droopy”) allegedly slashed one man in the face and stabbed another man in the back before fleeing the scene in a white Ford Explorer.

Sidebar: You can now follow Jonah Spangenthal-Lee’s crime reporting over at Publicola. He’s been hired on staff, as Publicola’s Josh Feit puts the band back together. (Previously, Feit, Erica Barnett, and Spangenthal-Lee formed the core of the news team at The Stranger.) “We’ve wanted to hire Jonah for a couple of years, and it’s exciting that we’re now in a position to do just that,” said Feit, adding that crime fans will be able to follow Spangenthal-Lee’s reporting through a dedicated RSS feed, if political wonkery is not their thing.