I'm off work at my internship for the rest of the year, so I decided to journey forth and explore the depths of LA in places I haven't seen in years and ways that I have not experienced in this city. Public trans in LA is good. I like it. pretty fast. no complaints here.
I wanted to go to Culver City. I dig the art scene... or did. or whatever. clean buildings, triangular streets. So me and my travel companion decided to bus it around. He was stuck on seeing the Museum of Jurrassic Technology. I didn't care to. He refused to stop heading in that direction. I continued to protest. Alas. It was closed. we were both okay.
I cheered and danced outside in the rain because I didn't have to go, but I couldn't figure out why he was happy too. then I turned around and realized it was because there was a farmer's market across the street. open in the crisp drizzles.
As we ran across the street and wandered a bit. we sat at an italian restaurant and watched for a while over a beer and decided our goal for the market.
we were going to barter. we took inventory on the things we had with us that day- not too much, some gold and zinc pellets, pancakes, and some other organic substances. (I have been looking into herbology and roots and things)
We wandered together and separately, discussing with people their products and things, conversed, made some good friends and associates, and then offered some trades. Some people were so amused by us that they just gave us stuff. Some of the people just liked something about us so they offered more. and told us all their locations. we kept trading and trading more and more things that we aquired.
Here is the list of what we had recieved:
1 pommegrante
1 ginger juice- later traded for a bottle of champagne at a liquor store for celebratory purposes of success of the bartering in our current system
1 ginger/ chlorophyll juice
1 mushroom- I can't remember the name. starts with an M, looks like a flower. petal-like spores. can be eaten raw... cant stop eating raw. the other name is something like _____ ear. or ear of the _______.
1 celery root- I cut 1/3 of it off and am hydrating it with cilantro, onion and jalepenos in the water to see if it can grow celery of a different flavor....
1 bundle of kale
1 bundle of cilantro
Between two people- two people spent $4 for an entire day.
Pack your water. and know how to get home.
Thats all I have to say.
I never made it to any galleries.
No one asked questions. people just wanted the direct truth and were more than willing to help. Some people were there to feed people and provide the product they loved. Others were there to sell. But in any case, everyone was open to the possibility to give and receive anything that they could use. pellets of metal aren't really worth anything monetarily, but if the lady at chocovivo sees value in that little something I have, it means a lot to me.
Thats all. people are kind and have a sense of humor towards life. and I like it.
Traveling back to the valley for a meeting/ appointment, we ended up in Koreatown at a recently opened thrift shop. Only furniture and appliances. REALLY good deals. Hector is the man.
My companion works is holistic wellness and is setting up to open a wellness center. So as business was being discussed and whatnot, I happened to get a free massage from this japanese machine that scans and rolls muscles out. It was lovely.
Then journey journeys journeys and I end up at the most beautiful christmas house that is like a pirate ship inside. We drank whiskey and smoked a joint.
Conclusively, I have decided value is arbitrary. the humanistic connection and time shared between two people, whatever the exchange may be is where the value really is. The understanding of a person as them, beyond any wants and motives can really show what and how that person would be willing to give. All kinds are wonderfully unique.
For the next 24 hours, take everything you want.
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