This image looks fake. Not a deep fake, but a thin fake. I did use Adobe Lightroom to auto-adjust the white balance and color, but that’s only because I suffer from colorblindness, one of the forgotten and scoffed-at handicaps that do affect artists. We don’t talk much about that because it’s creative suffering impacting only the one making art.1 Nowadays, fixing color blindness when producing images is as easy as tapping a button and sliding a couple of screen wheels around.
But I swear I stood in this spot and gained perspective through the old technology of lenses and light combined with the new digital capture and storage technology powering instant sharing of experiences worldwide. We live in sublime times, and every one of us is a marvel viewing a greater marvel.
Real Twin Peaks Week
There is a place in the mountains of the State of Washington in the United States of America, where for a week at the end of February, the small cities of Snoqualmie and North Bend open their arms to a particular kind of human being, one who would travel great distances to gather in the mountain air, sun, snow, and rain, because of a television show that will never come back and yet will never go away.
We who know, then go, carry Twin Peaks in our hearts as gifts to give each other once a year on this week that I have come to call “Real Twin Peaks Week.” There are other names for what this was intended and will become, but it is primarily an experience of community through art appreciation.
During my panel with John Thorne (twitter) and Scott Ryan (twitter), I tried to convey what was in my heart, filtered through what was on my mind. What was in my heart was gratitude. What was on my mind was a spectrum of ideas and concepts, memories, and the joy and curiosity that can only come from listening to what others have to say without thinking of our next response.
Real Twin Peaks Week is a time for patience, laughter, and sharing trauma wrapped in artistic metaphors common to the group. We speak in the language of Lynch & Frost, so we may speak in the language of our damaged hearts and tired minds.
About 75-100 people consistently showed up in these cities and bought breakfast, lunch, & dinner. We purchased sweatshirts, art, ornaments, and jewelry. We rented cars and houses. We bought beers and bourbon. We shook hands and hugged and cried and mostly laughed together.
And we took pictures of it all. We shared it on our dumb social media, like pouring liquor on a grave and water in the desert. Twin Peaks fans will not change or save the world from greedy hearts that feed on destruction and misery. But for one week every year, some of us will come together to light a torch of art and pass it to the youth.
Thank you to all the local heroes who made this week happen. Thank you to all the fans and the actors, and the artisans who showed up to honor each other. It was a great marvel to behold and now cherish.
My Coverage of Twin Peaks Week 2023
An Intro To My Twin Peaks Writing
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And yet that’s not true because those who view and engage with the visual work of colorblind artists are subject to that void of experience that can only come from a lack of information to share. I never properly learned my color wheel because of this handicap they didn’t test for in my 1970s public school of learning. However, now I can click a few buttons and slide a few controls around to produce an image that Thomas Edison would have cut off his stones to trademark and sell to the world of customers he was always chasing after to sell or sue.
JB, this is a stunning photo. The little multicolored sparks of light, the wisps of mist and the overall composition takes my breath away. Love what you wrote here too.