We spent a week using larval masks and are now imitating animals, gradually making them human.
Realising that this CD of what I think of as modern electronic music is nearly ten years old. I must update.
Sending Webb good thoughts for his keynote. And wishing I could experience it.
The other four people back here are lying, dozing, spooning, in two pairs. I feel distinctly gooseberry-like.
Sitting on the crash mats, listening to The Smiths, reading NYRB, while the other group has their voice class.