I felt a sudden need to document this moment in history via Fernando’s [former] fence.
Former because Fernando is no longer my neighbor. This moment in history, because we are in a transitional space, where new meets old and negotiations, adjustments, and compromises may have to be made. In other words, I don’t know if the new property managers, and tenants, are going to like this wabi sabi style, so it may or may not get painted over.
sounds in the dark
( >,< cricket, cricket >,< )
I have an Intention to re-become a blogger.
Here’s a little piece in the game of catchup…
This is I think my favorite recorded vocal performance (of my own), after Juice Song (chronologically):
p.s. Recent Synaesthetic Experience Report : I was dancing to music by a band at Trailer Space recently, when I had a sudden vivid memory of the taste + smell of anise, perhaps triggered by the music, or the dancing… Yummy music!