“Salmon shield us from fear of death by showing us how to give of ourselves for things greater than ourselves.”

~ David James Duncan, My Story As Told By Water

I imagine I’ve had 16 or so “perfect” days in my life. Gonna be honest – the last ten days didn’t feature one of them. I can only imagine the same for you.

I have memories, somewhere around ten, of a King Salmon’s purple side arcing next to my dad’s boat at first light.  And that night, the taste of the ocean in the glowing orange flesh.  

It’s time to save wild salmon — by eating them.
This seems counterintuitive. Why would we kill wild salmon if we are hoping to save them?

“Human progress is neither automatic nor inevitable…every step toward the goal of justice requires sacrifice, suffering, and struggle; the tireless exertions and passionate concern of dedicated individuals.” – Martin Luther King Jr.

I landed my first paid directing gig in 2004.

“Here we are now, entertain us.”

OK. I’m consciously dating myself here. This refrain is of course the iconic mantra from Nirvana’s anthem, Smells Like Teen Spirit.

My first year out of high school I left Seattle to attend college halfway across the country in Northfield, Minnesota. It was a beautiful place: The Autumn leaves – a fireworks show; the town – a Midwest jewel; the campus (otherwise know as “The Hill,”) – immaculate.

Night comes early to Seattle in January. Seems like it’s been cold a long time now. Standing outside 911 Media Arts Center – waiting to get into the Seattle Women in Film DVD Release party (Available now at Amazon.com) – I couldn’t help but shiver.