Expansions in wandering . . . notes to a friend

by | Oct 14, 2006 | Diary

Out there, a heron calls its rattling, croaking call, which reaches far back in time — a sound so distant in the symphony of the world that, perhaps, it recalls the auditory recoil of the time of the dinosaurs. Water drips from the madrona, old gnarled curling...

Crossroads

by | Oct 6, 2006 | Diary

Isn’t it so that every movement is the nexus of a crossing guard? One element, one lover, comes to an other — and they twine, rooted. One path way, one road, to another and there is some thing new, seen There, at the point that this crossmark signs, the...

been there, done

by | Oct 6, 2006 | Diary

Hi and good morning. An intense week — surely for all. I was just here, in the office — seems like. And now I’m back again. Actually, my plane was late, about 10.30pm, the police came on the jet — and NOT for anything to do with me, as I...

m a k i n g b a l l e t

by | Oct 4, 2006 | Diary

I spent the day with Balletmakers | Capezio the day before yesterday. It was Cristina and I. Some interviews, some research, some connections. More gathering. This will be going on for a couple of weeks, the two of us. But there were intriguing other insights into the...