Years ago in a time I really don’t have many concrete memories of because I was so young, I had the opportunity to travel outside the U.S. for the first time on a trip to Hong Kong and China with my parents. I believe I was only around six years old at the time and it’s funny to think back on the trip now because there are only a couple of memories I have, one of which was seeing Snake Wine in somewhere I believe in my head to be the Chinese countryside and the other was the view from what I think was our hotel room which was high up in a skyscraper in the middle of the city. At the time I had never even fathomed such things in my wildest imagination so I figure the distinct nature of these things play their part in sticking in my mind for so long.
The truth becomes so distorted looking so far back in our lives it’s sometimes hard to distinguish what actually happened in our past versus what we imagine it was like. Other memories of this trip branch out from photos that I have seen of myself while I was there including riding on a train of sorts and I could swear I remember seeing a photo of myself wearing a hat that was bought for me on the trip. It was a blue cap with a red star front and center.
Years ago I came across that hat among my things and while the hat itself was long since neglected, too small, and falling apart, the red star was still there so for whatever reason I chose to pull off the star for safe keeping and toss the hat. If you haven’t guessed by now, the star above is the red star on the hat and it’s still being tossed around among my collection of things. I tied a string to it and photographed it in front of a painting at home simply to make things more interesting.