I was in a group show Saturday night in downtown Oakland; my first actual art opening that I've attended that I've been a part of. It was lovely.
My parents' friends came to the show - drove about an hour to see it, even - to the heart of downtown Oakland with all the crazies on a Saturday night, and sat through a performance art bit where a woman spat teeth at a mirror. This whole thing must seem insane, but they had so much love for me and what I'm doing. "加油!" one said to me, fervently (which literally translates to add oil! As in, to a fire. Roughly it means, go go go!). It meant a lot.