A long weekend. Kind of got lost. A good kind of lost. On Saturday, went to see a dance performance choreographed by Sara our friend and band bass player. It was really cool. I don't often go to dance performances. I don't know why. There's something about movement and music, these bodies in this moment, doing these things, that is so of the moment, a celebration of the moment. No text. Very refreshing. Of course, it was inspiring and sad too. Even in the beauty, the perfect execution there's the recognition that each moment, no matter how extraordinary, passes, is passing, is gone. Anyway, here's a web-link to a description of the piece, (Ghost in the Machine) plus a nice photo montage of the work. And then, here is one of my photos. Taken in low light, manual setting...it's illuminating and obscure at the same time. Oh how very dichotomified!
