Scattered notes in attempt to pull together threads and make sense. The day after the school shootings (I have such a very hard time even typing the more accurate term, “massacre”) in Newtown, CT, we went to Mark Morris’ The Hard Nut, a romp which makes it difficult to sit through
Leveled, like so many. Staring at my children, whose age range is precisely that of most of the child victims of the mass shooting at the Newtown, CT school earlier today. Breath knocked out, and here I am at the other side of the country, with two living children.
Self-portrait: After the Thanksgiving feast, Berkeley, CA. The above scene is the dining room at my brother-in-law’s, also effectively known as my back yard. Of interest to no one except my cat, who can’t read, is that the critter to my left is Emma, also known as She Who Can’t