Stevie Wonder Live Conjures...

The house is a 1930's bungalow on a corner lot only a few blocks away from the freeway. Fairly traditional, the stucco exterior is a muted yellow, it has wood double-hung windows and a white picket fence. The single-car garage, not in the the fenced area, has a large Silver Diesel Van outside it. If it weren't for the color of the stucco, there would be no other indicator that the two buildings were related.

Off of the driveway and through the white picket fence, a small stone path leads to a wooden door that opens into a medium sized galley style kitchen. The floor is sloping with torn layers of vinyl positioned next to a weathered wooden Oak threshold. The walls, home made island style counter, and wooden cabinets are also dissimilar, painted red, purple and yellow. Each of the counter surfaces have mismatched porcelain tile in muted tones and patterns. Above the gas stove and next to the ancient refrigerator, pots and pans of muted rust and copper tones hang from the ceiling as if to purposefully display that they have been used and used and used, and used yet again. A deep white porcelain sink sits directly across from the stove and just below the window overlooking the garden and China's dog-house.

To the right of the kitchen a hallway with golden oak hardwood floors lead to two bedrooms and one bathroom. One is a sleeping room. The other is an office, super bright from the light of the garden. Shadows bounce off of the paper strewn over the desk and filing surfaces. The bathroom is large, even with all four walls painted the brightest Azul. The see through World Map shower curtain protects only the surfaces of the bathroom from insidious water damage.

To the left of the kitchen an arched doorway leads to a large and narrow formal dining room. An incredibly heavy, almost black antique mahogany table with 8 or 12 Captain's chairs engulfs the room. The chairs and legs of the table are carved and strong. At the far end of the table, the living room is complete with a well worn 70's style green velvet couch, coffee table, miscellaneous electronics cabinets, and a working fireplace.

The fireplace is a piece of furniture in and of itself, adorned by a handsome and stately carved wood mantle. There is a black and white baby photo, a gold watch, matches and a couple of other knick-knacks distributed haphazardly along it. The light from the windows accentuates the beautiful artisanship of the fireplace, the dining table, hardwood floors, and the curved plaster ceilings. Tacked up on the wall opposite the fireplace, and on either side of the entry to the hallway is a 36"x36" piece of blue paper - probably art board - and a print of a naked man; the significance of each is elusive.

The radio softly plays KBLX in the background. The R & B tunes blend into one another with similar rhythm and tempo and no clear distinction until Stevie Wonder's Ribbon in the Sky begins. In that moment, the colors, textures, scents, sounds and worldly experience embed themselves, forever forging direction and speaking forcefully, if not unexpectedly, of the possibilities and wonderment that this life has to offer.