Journey to the 9th Continent
This exhibit took a personal journey of its own over which I had very little control. It began as a series of images with narrow constraints: each had to feature my photography as well as images from a book of Japanese prints we were discarding, and it was to be called Out of Place, Out of Time. But then my personal world collapsed as my best friend entered the final chapter of her life. The images emerged nameless until I realized they represented principles that Wendy Wayne held dear in life. Wendy had traveled to all seven continents, and her experience with a stem cell transplant was so arduous, so unlike anything she had experienced before, that she equated it to traveling to an eighth continent.
In our final conversation days before her death, I suggested her passing would be a trip to a ninth continent, an idea she liked. The focus for my exhibit was born without me realizing it. In an abstract way, this show is about qualities that Wendy valued, worked ceaselessly towards, and shared with others in the many speeches she gave to youth and adults alike.
It’s not how the exhibit concept started, but just as characters in a novel will behave in ways the author didn’t intend, art will work out in ways the artist didn’t intend. So this show is for us and it’s for Wendy. It’s for us to contemplate the messages in the collages. I’ve given an explanation of the principles they represent, which we call Wendy’s Words. By “we” I mean literally the thousands in Bakersfield who called her Bakersfield’s Mother Teresa, something she disliked intensely.
Wendy was a magnificent woman.