Yep, you read that correctly, a coloring party. If you don’t know who Dallas Clayton is why don’t you go familiarize yourself with some of his work, because he’s awesome and it will give you a better idea of what the heck this is all about.
My favorite photo of the day. That’s the coloring party inside the window, Dallas Clayton front and center. Downtown Santa Monica is reflected in the window.
“Please take paper + draw”
In front of the store
In front of the store
In front of the store
Selfie
Dallas Clayton personalized this woman’s shoes
…and then they took at picture of their feet
A free book and a tote bag, not a bad haul!
…and this is how Dallas Clayton personalized my tote bag!
(sorry about the shaky video, my hands and arms were not cooperating today)
This one is for the Sheriff who didn’t stop me from taking pictures by the Metro station, but sure tried to. For the record Officer Crabby Pants: yes, I see that I’m on camera. It’s cool. Yes, I took a picture of a bike rack. No, I am not planning a terror attack. I’m walking over here now to take a picture of a tree. Nope, I’m still not planning a terror attack. Do you want to see my pictures? I’m more than happy to show them to you if you’re worried. Nope? Okay. Yes, I know I’m still on camera over here. It’s still cool. You just keep repeating yourself and I’ll just keep smiling and pretending I don’t understand the deeply insulting insinuations you are making. But now I’m really curious, what kind of terrorist activity involves a big tree and a bike rack? Does the tree explode with enough force to wrench the bike rack from the concrete and somehow destroy or damage a target? Is this the Rube Goldberg school of terrorism??!!? Also, the bike rack and tree were both fairly standard issue. If I was planning something “shady” (#pun intended) there are like a bazillion pictures online of trees and bike racks so… Nope, Officer Crabby Pants was just a jackass. He probably came over initially just to make sure I was okay and not receiving instructions from the mothership via the bike rack. (Or something like that, you get the idea.) Which is commendable. 👏🏽 But then he stuck around and harassed me. He made disgusting insinuations about my intentions, and repeated them when I refused to engage. 🖕🏽 I refused to be shamed, but what if it was someone else instead of me? What if the next person he stops from photographing a big, leafy tree with the sun shining through the branches feels embarrassed for drawing attention to themselves, feels ashamed that a member of law enforcement thought they were up to no good, of just feels less inclined overall to stop and enjoy/photograph this beautiful world. If any one of those things happen (and they are a helluva lot more likely than that farcical terror attack I described above) then I submit to you that he’s the potential terrorist, not me.
I want to write something deeply poignant about roads and bridges and beauty where you don’t expect it… but I’m hungry and all of my metaphors right now involve food delivery. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
None of us are perfect and some of us need extra help to walk or stand. Society can make that challenging sometimes. Today, for example, both a bicyclist and a skateboarder nearly took me out while I was using my walker on a public sidewalk. But it was the dudebro with a gym bag that slammed into my walker, and then told me I should have moved when I saw him coming that prompted this #rant. (Saw him coming from behind me? Without a “pardon me” or anything? Yeah, okay dude, whatever you say 👌🏽) Anytime I feel like I’m too broken to comfortably exist in a public space, I’m going to think of this tree. He (She? I have no idea how tree genders work in regard to the anthropomorphization thereof) can’t stand up. Everyone’s first instinct was probably to uproot and replace this guy (I’ve decided he’s a boy), and understandably so. But he just needs a crutch to keep himself off of the ground, he’s still beautiful. Someone at some point found enough value in Bob (I just named him Bob) to keep and accommodate him so you and I can walk through #tongvapark and enjoy the #flowers and #trees, including Bob who is never going to stand tall, but is already #mighty to me. (No jokes about my height please 😉)
The Santa Monica Public Library offers tours the third Friday of each month at the main branch. (If you can’t take the tour in person there is a virtual tour here.) This month I was able to go and I’m glad I did! The docent who led our tour was very entertaining and informative, but it was the way she talked about the library that really struck me. She clearly loves the Santa Monica Public Library and loves sharing it with others.
The tour touched on the history of the library, the library’s first librarian Elfie Mosse, high lights from the library’s collection, the library mural by Stanton Macdonald-Wright, some of the architecture of the building, and a taste of all the various events and activities available to the community at the library.
We were told the architect wanted to create the feeling that the library was underwater
The building and grounds really are gorgeous
I left the library excited to go back, both for upcoming programming and separately just for fun. (If you don’t think libraries are fun there might be something wrong with you!)
I have the opportunity to do this cool thing that I’m really excited about. It’s called the Santa Monica Community Police Academy and (so far at least) it is both fascinating and fun. I was going to wait until it was over to do a write up about the class in its entirety, but now I think week by week is better. (The early information will probably have fallen out of my head by the end of the course!)
Week One: Introductions and Free Food
I was so paranoid about getting lost and being late that I ended up being entirely too early (typical) so I wandered around taking photos (also typical.)
The class was introduced to each other by way of a memory game that got progressively harder as each person took their turn. (I picked the ‘correct’ side of the table without knowing it so I got off easy, whew!) We went over the typical ‘first day of school stuff’ like the program’s goals and the syllabus for the course. Then we got a chance to meet with the heads of the three ‘branches’ the Santa Monica PD is organized into. (There’s an organizational chart here if you want to read more about this.)
Captain Shirley heads up the Criminal Investigations Division. Captain Muir handles the “Strategic Services” Division. (Does this make it sound like he’s in charge of a group of WWII spies to anyone else?) Last but not least, Captain Lowe oversees Operations. They all report to Chief of Police Seabrooks.
We were told the Chief would be coming down to introduce herself but I don’t think anyone expected her to give us as much time as she did. I’m trying to think of a single thing she said that stands out but they all just kind of faded into each other because they all stood out. Chief Seabrooks talked to us like a real person, listened to and answered our questions, and didn’t give a single answer that felt like she’d gotten it out of a manual on ‘things to say when you’re chief of police.’ What did become clear throughout her various answers was that her interest is honestly in making the community safer, not just “enforcing laws.” If it sounds like I was really impressed with Chief Seabrooks, you’re right, I was.
I heard the @SantaMonicaPD Chief of Police speak very eloquently last night so I’m basically qualified to arrest people now. 👩🏻✈️⚖️👍🏽
The syllabus for the rest of the course is really exciting, so provided I don’t get arrested for being obnoxious (being “mouthy” still legal right?) I should have some fun stories to tell in the weeks ahead…
Palm trees outside of the station.
Week Two: Jennifer Thinks She’s Rambo Now
Gorgeous shadows and lines in front of the police station
The first order of business was an anonymous questionnaire about the previous week’s class. …where we played a game, ate free food, and had our questions answered by the qualified people with answers. I’m sure there’s a way to give some constructive feedback, but I’m not sure how. (Feedback on the game? Too much pressure. Or the food? It’s free food, I never complain about that. Or the introductions? What kind of feedback could a person even give? Please introduce harder next time?) Everything sounded awesome the week prior, and I was excited to get started.
I’m such a smart ass.
Now to the topic of the evening, active shooter/workplace violence. What a horrible topic. (I mean horrible that it’s so common we need to be trained in it, not that it’s a horrible topic for a class. It was actually quite fascinating.) There’s an entire presentation that has been put together by the Santa Monica Police Department to help people know what to do if they ever find themselves involved in an “active shooter scenario.” Instead of inundating you with complex terminology and police tactics, everything is presented in a common sense way that makes you think “I totally knew that already” even if you didn’t.
Some things I learned during class:
It’s a “shooting spree” not a “school shooting”
Combat breathing (inhale four seconds, hold four seconds, exhale four seconds, hold four seconds)
Survival mindset (dwell on something you love/look forward to)
If you run have something you’re running to, but don’t run in a straight line
If you hide barricade the door otherwise you’re just playing hide-and-seek with the shooter
Fight as a last resort, but fight dirty, work together (best chance for success is in numbers not strength)
Police academy training is to always watch the hands, hands will kill you
When describing a suspect try to describe something that doesn’t change very often (hair, tattoos, shoes) instead of things that are easily changed like a hat or jacket
Cover vs. concealment (a tree stump is cover, tree branches are concealment)
First responders are there to asses the threat not help victims
When the police arrive calmly put everything down, show your hands, tell them where the shooter is, leave in the direction the police entered from
If in a locked room etc., ask police for IDs before you open the door, they expect it
“Attack the crack” is a legit law enforcement term/tactic
I am not yet mature enough where that won’t make me giggle
“Funnel of death” is another one
It has nothing to do with funnel cake
Or an incident on the “tunnel of love” ride at the fair
Or anything to do with the fair at all
During class the only question I asked was about TV and Movies. (But only after all of the “real” questions had already been answered.) I know, I know, my interests are predictable, what can I say, it was my career for years… It was a fairly silly question in the grand scheme of things but I really want to ask it of every officer we interact with just to see how varied the answers are. (I’m not sure I’m that brave though…)
My not-at-all-unscientific survey of “officers teaching me active shooter response” (survey size of one) is that the closest entertainment media has gotten to accurately portraying the reality of law enforcement is something like this:
mixed with this:
Make of that what you will.
I’m going to try not to take the exact same picture every week, but I know me so no guarantees.