Dr. Makwa Speaks

Scenes and characters from an unpublished book. Dr. Makwa Speaks does not exist. Refer all inquiries @jvhickey.
Legion of Honor. San Francisco.
Helga Viking Lens, Blanko Film, Jolly Rainbo 2X Flash, Taken with Hipstamatic
She slipped out of work early today, and we went to brunch in Cole Valley. We parked the car, and on the street she pointed to a fixed-gear bike with a basket U-locked to a no-parking sign. “That’s how you know brunch is near.” We ate gingerbread pancakes. At the table next to us, a drug rep in a mismatched suit was getting all chummy with a pediatric nurse that M knew from her old rotation. Cloudy or sunny—the day couldn’t decide.
But I was happy to be out in the afternoon. M took me to her favorite museum in the city, the Legion of Honor. She spent a lot of time there when she was in high school, and she said all the old painting by the Dutch masters, and the Rodins, and the Monets were like old family friends. We went through the entire museum and we left exhausted. Funny how the museum always takes so much out of you. All you’re doing is walking around looking at things. But that’s the way it always seems to go.

Legion of Honor. San Francisco.

Helga Viking Lens, Blanko Film, Jolly Rainbo 2X Flash, Taken with Hipstamatic

She slipped out of work early today, and we went to brunch in Cole Valley. We parked the car, and on the street she pointed to a fixed-gear bike with a basket U-locked to a no-parking sign. “That’s how you know brunch is near.” We ate gingerbread pancakes. At the table next to us, a drug rep in a mismatched suit was getting all chummy with a pediatric nurse that M knew from her old rotation. Cloudy or sunny—the day couldn’t decide.

But I was happy to be out in the afternoon. M took me to her favorite museum in the city, the Legion of Honor. She spent a lot of time there when she was in high school, and she said all the old painting by the Dutch masters, and the Rodins, and the Monets were like old family friends. We went through the entire museum and we left exhausted. Funny how the museum always takes so much out of you. All you’re doing is walking around looking at things. But that’s the way it always seems to go.

555 Mission St., San Francisco.

555 Mission St., San Francisco.

Art outside of Contemporary Jewish Museum, San Francisco.

Art outside of Contemporary Jewish Museum, San Francisco.

Goldsworthy Spire in the Presidio, San Francisco.

Goldsworthy Spire in the Presidio, San Francisco.

Statue and pond at Hearst Castle.

Statue and pond at Hearst Castle.

Someone posted another photo of this statue in my feed and wanted to share the one I have. When I lived near Hayes Valley I’d get my Blue Bottle and sit in the shadow of the chain woman, who will one day devour us all.

Someone posted another photo of this statue in my feed and wanted to share the one I have. When I lived near Hayes Valley I’d get my Blue Bottle and sit in the shadow of the chain woman, who will one day devour us all.

Privately owned public space on Mission St., San Francisco.

Privately owned public space on Mission St., San Francisco.

A Jeff Wall photograph inspired by my favorite novel, Invisible Man. I first saw it at the MoMA in New York. 
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“After Invisible Man by Ralph Ellison, the Prologue” photography by Jeff Walls

A Jeff Wall photograph inspired by my favorite novel, Invisible Man. I first saw it at the MoMA in New York. 

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“After Invisible Man by Ralph Ellison, the Prologue” photography by Jeff Walls

Influences?

bronspix said: love yr blog, the pics & journ entries - what r yr biggest influences: writers, music, poets and art wise? Would have asked on yr blog but it didn’t seem to work. Have a great day:) rgds Bronwyn





Thanks for following, and thanks for asking! And I wouldn’t mind reading yours, either.

Like everyone, I like to believe that the list is wide and all-encompassing, but probably revolves around a few core influences. In writing, my favorite books are Invisible Man by Ralph Ellison, Madame Bovary by Gustave Flaubert, and The Easter Parade by Richard Yates. These are grim, serious books, but they’re also very funny. F. Scott Fitzgerald is up there, too, and Raymond Carver. I’ve been fortunate enough to study with some of my idols, such as Denis Johnson, Tobias Wolff, and Lorrie Moore, and they’re influences to a certain extent. I’m an American Indian (Ojibwe), and the traditional stories have provided me with character archetypes and a certain irreverent understanding of human interaction that I’m usually using in my writing. 

I’ve played guitar and drums for most of my life now, and occasionally I sit in at a blues jam in downtown San Francisco. Blues is the basis of my playing. My style is indebted to Lightnin’ Hopkins, BB King, Freddie King, Chuck Berry, Louis Myers, Big Bill Broonzy, Magic Sam, Jimmie Vaughn—this list goes much further. I tend to go through quarterly Rolling Stones phases, when I’ll listen to nothing but the Stones. I also love The Current (Minnesota Public Radio), which is more indie pop, I suppose you’d consider it. I never wrote very many songs—I was too embarrassed by the banality of my lyrics, although I still like some of the music I’ve written. There’s a barrier between music and writing, in that I don’t listen to music when I write, and I haven’t been able to write good songs. I feel like reconciling these two huge parts of my life has been a failure on my part. 

Artists…For photographers, I always liked Henri Cartier-Bresson and Enrique Mentinides (also known as “Mexico’s Weegee”). I love Gustave Caillebotte paintings—this one’s my desktop: 

I’m a big fan of photographer Jeff Wall, who mocked up Ellison’s Invisible Man’s basement (with all the lightbulbs) for a light box photo. His cityscapes and street shots are also really interesting. 

Already this list is longer than I’d like it to be. I’d like to point to just a couple and leave it at that, but you know how it is once you begin talking. 
Heart at Union Square. (Taken with Instagram at Union Square)

Heart at Union Square. (Taken with Instagram at Union Square)

untitled on Flickr.I know everyone takes this one, but here’s the bridge in the SF MoMA.

untitled on Flickr.

I know everyone takes this one, but here’s the bridge in the SF MoMA.