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San Diego Uptown News | Nov. 25–Dec. 8, 2011 WHI TS & PICS NIGHT LIFE

nature while exuding an appre- ciation for modern design. Upstairs from the main exhib- it we wandered between a vari- ety of local artist exhibits, from the most passionate of expres- sions to commercial wedding photographers. In silence we walked in appreciation of these artists who laid their souls bare for strangers. We sipped on wine offered by the artists, allowing us to partake in the centuries old tradition of spirited enjoy- ment of creative expression. Our thirst for more of man’s

best creations drove us to the confines of Ray Street the fol- lowing night for the monthly Ray At Night art walk. A small area with big energy and expres- sion all around. It continued to drizzle as it had the night before. Rain tends to have a kryptonite-like effect on San Diegans, and only the bravest of souls were out among artists on this night. Those who did defy the elements did so with steady grins and simply held their companions closer for warmth. Indeed, we built our own reality of the situation and made the most of the serene and quiet atmo- sphere found in and out of each sleepy gallery.

medicinal properties. A sacra- ment to tribes in the Amazon, he explained, Kava is a root ground up and made into a tea. It contains anaesthetic and anti- anxiety properties and can give the individual a sense of eupho- ria and enhanced focus on their surroundings. The tea is served in hallowed coconut shells and usually consumed communally with a toast of “bulah”. “You’ll most likely feel a bit of numbness in your throat so don’t freak out,” he warned. “But if you don’t, let me know so I can pour you another shell.” With the explanation done

Perry Meyer and Muriel Walker pose with city Walkers “Angel”. (Photo by Jarett Boskovich)

I was most eager to pay a visit to Cirello Gallery fi rst, as I had been thoroughly impressed by artist Matthew Cirello in previous encounters. I do not normally have much attention for jewelry, but the simplicity of his designs in sterling silver, copper and rosewood changed my ways. Their eloquent, circular designs could as much be an ancient relic of centuries past as in a fi ne art gallery in urban San Diego. Among the various jewelry displays I noticed psychedelic glass starfi sh of various colors and textures throughout the gal- lery. Master glassblower John Gib- bons, an old soul behind young eyes was the man re- sponsible. His work included or- nate sculp- tures, small necklaces and jewelry and even a glass snake, reminding me of the snake of Eden. Jarett had yet to arrive, so my companion and I decided to hunker down in the warmth of the Mystic Water Kava Bar and Yoga Studio. A large stucco tree wound its way throughout the space and surrounded a circular bar around the center where patrons were gathered and laughter and energetic conversa- tion pooled. Beyond the bar was a tranquil space dedicated to meditation and the practice of yoga and the enlightened smile of Buddha that taunted us from afar. Having never tried Kava before I was eager to learn more. The owner, Will, greeted us with a drowsy smile and offered explanation of Kava and its

we were served our shells filled with a murky grey liquid that smelled of rainwater. The others at the bar were also served and Will raised his shell. “Bulah,” we all toasted and downed our tea. Its flavor was earthy but by no means dirty. It reminded me more of the smell of a city street after a light rain. Within seconds I felt a tingling, numb- ing sensation in my throat and chest. It wasn’t enough to cause alarm, in fact, with every second I found my emotions settling into calmness and a sense of well being and I suddenly felt

Kava tea from, Mistic Water Kava Bar. (Photo by Jarett Boskovich)

the need to converse with like-minded souls. Books were strewn about the bar and surrounding tables covering topics of spirituality, philosophy and esotericism. With our thoughts sharp yet moods relaxed, we settled into conversation and absorbed the atmosphere. Before long Jarett arrived and shared in our comfort. We engaged with our new- found community and chatted happily amongst ourselves over additional shells of Kava. After a few more laughs and pictures taken, we thanked our host and made our way out. A few doors down the San Diego Art Department was show- casing the work of Bethany Barton, whose work in the interconnectivity of human relationships captured my attention for a better part of the night. There was a raw emotion to her paint- ings which dealt with almost child-like experiences of both the heart and brain. It reminded me that despite our education, experiences and responsi- bility, we all possess a childlike wonder that both helps and hin- ders us. Her artistic streams of conscious- ness drove home the importance of experi- ence and acceptance of our own insecuri- ties. Let us embrace the unknown.

We continued walking outside the

confines of Ray Street and simply enjoyed our mere existence along the sidewalk of Univer- sity Avenue. No destination in mind, we talked of matters of creativity, our own aspirations and what our impact of this life would be. All the while not a shred of doubt crossed our mental paths. We were stuck in relaxation and contentment and ready to tuck ourselves in for the night. With a night well spent, we said our goodbyes and departed. u

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