Monday was murky. Small advances – an introductory phrase remixed to include bits from all of us (Eva’s wish), a re-ordering of sections to accommodate Vicky’s “orphan solo”. After making small changes, the flow of things feels off. Often I’m the one expressing discomfort, a sense that we could dig deeper, and then Vick pops out with some total shift: a new order or staging when I was just looking for a little makeover. She’s generally right on. There’s a lesson there about the effectiveness of thinking bigger, with a more ‘anything goes’ spirit.
The day began with the New Jersey Transit train being delayed “for an indefinite time” as I traveled back to NY after the weekend. Four hours door to door. But now rewarded through the kindness of friends who’ve loaned their lovely digs to this peripatetic artist.
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