Thursday, October 25, 2012

Xenophobia and Pink Cars 2

I may suffer from Xenophobia and don't know it - but I don't think so. I remember the first time I had to transfer money into someone's bank account in South Korea for an order of shell buttons. I transferred an amount that I felt I could just "lose" in the leap to do some importing.  Well, when the buttons didn't arrive, I was a little dismayed.  I e-mailed the person and suggested that I would have to get in touch with the Canadian Trade Commission to track him down and get my buttons!!  The next day a Fedex truck pulled up in front of my house and lo and behold there were my buttons - now it cost me - a Fedex shipment from halfway around the world is not cheap - but it worked out.

I regularly transfer money into a bank account in Nepal for my silk yarns and fibre.  I didn't know the person from Adam, at the time. However, we are now linked on FaceBook!

I am in another one of those situations, however, it is in Canada; but the firm has to do a special order for me and I have to place the order, sight unseen, and hope that it is something that will work out. I just have to decide on the amount of money I am willing to lose in the plunge.

There are few guarantees in life. We can try to hedge our bets and cover off some of the more obvious risks - but in the end it all comes down to a leap without a parachute or safety net - Geronimo!!

I didn't use an "X" yesterday; but I thought a lot about the sign. I realized that in a few weeks an entire nation will decide their future with a collective "X." Scary when you think about it!!

Looking beneath the surface (X-ray) begins by connecting with the surface. I like to think that my camera is my X-ray equipment.  I try to find the meaning of "things" in compositions, in faces, in nature and anything else I may find of interest.

Such as this old pink car that I see regularly at the market. It is driven by a women in her 70's and I am very curious as to why it is pink. It is the same type of car (Checkers) that is used by taxi drivers in NY - theirs are yellow, though, not pink. Also, it's in relatively good condition, given its 30 odd years of service.  There's a story here. A good reporter would tell us!!

Today is a "Y" day. How about "yang," "yin," and "yen."

Have a fantastic day!!


  1. This is quite an interesting post! I’m also the same when I blog. My thoughts take me from one topic to another, yet I find the correlation between the two. Anyway, have you made progress in knowing the story behind this pink car? I can only guess that the lady who drives this has a strong and distinct character, which is reflected in her choice of car and car color. :D

  2. I think there’s nothing wrong about being xenophobic. It’s a natural way of protecting ourselves from uncomfortable situations. Anyway, I’m glad that you took your camera and captured this wonder. It is rare to see a vintage car in pink color. Well, I had a girl friend that was able to find one with the help of her personal shopper. It saved her time and effort looking for that exceptional find. Anyway, I agree with Stelle, the character of lady behind the wheels must be very remarkable.

    Erasmo Milsap