It's just as you imagine it to be, picked up by that Kansas tornado, and flung westwards only to crash and lodge itself into the seventh floor of Jacobs Hall the engineering dept. building on the UCSD campus.
What in the twelve realms of suspended reality is happening here.
I've forgotten about the pain in my ankle for now as I step through the door, I fight with my brain to come to grasp with what I see verses what I am feeling, somewhat woozily I scan around looking for my horizon, that thing I hope will stop the impending doom of vertigo, maybe I should have stopped and read a
book, maybe Gail Russel's biograph "Fallen Star"
There is a bookcase full of literature, a desk, couch, lounge chairs, beautiful brick fireplace, large round rug, family pictures grace the walls all seemingly in the right places, they aren't moving, spinning, why am I.
Rescue comes in the form the calming voice of the septuagenarian I see sitting, with her newspaper by the fireplace, calm as you will, like she's spent the last six months a drift at see and has come to grips with the fact she will never be rescued....wwwwiiillllsssooonnnn...
She asks me to alight my eyes on the one thing that cannot defy gravity, quickly again my eyes fumble, but what, the pain in my ankle is coming back, I'll need to steep outside if....ahhhh I get it
Gravity works, I smile, I even sit down with my new friend for a chat, she asks me not to mention what Billy Crystal is looking for in City Slickers, you know that one thing...that will remain a mystery till you go for yourself.
Born in 1962 in Seoul South Korea. Suh arrived in America in the early nineties to study at the Rhode Island School of Design. Fallen Star ( built in 2012) along with other works came about as he transformed his own feelings of displacement, as if he had been in his words "dropped from the sky", and then he continues to explores the notions of home, cultural displacement, along with ones perception of space and how one builds a memory around it ( maybe he also saw the move "Blinded by the Light" lets hope this calliope doesn't crash to the ground) What is Home after all?
All the aspects of this cottage I find out are exact replicas of the home he lived in on the east coast, and as I look at the family photographs all around the walls, they are of Do himself along with his parents and family. the more time I am here, the more its coming to feel like home.
I'm in need of ice for my ankle at this point, so I make my excuses, stumble past a few other bemused guests, struggling to make sense of their brains that have turned to jelly, I sign the guestbook, I smile and realize that David Cassidy had it wrong all this time and yes you really can go home again.
Fallen Star is only open limited hours so if your planning a visit (and you should) Tuesdays and Thursdays 11am. to 2 pm. No reservations necessary come on in the kettles on....
