Wednesday, January 11, 2012

From January 9, 2012

"This place smells like renunciation, fog, and salad." [C Isherwood, in a letter to Sudhira]

Monday, January 9, 2012

Saturday, January 7, 2012

From January 7, 2012

Good morning. I'm polishing my nails yellow, reading Rebecca's incredible book, drinking from Cary's mug. Shortly, I'm heading to teach this in Catskill, and I will be attending this, tonight: shape-note singing and Bulgarian folk songs. Perfect Hudson day.

Friday, January 6, 2012

From January 6, 2012

From January 6, 2012

From January 6, 2012

You have no faith in the version of the book or play you are working on but are unwilling to change it, telling yourself that this would mean a lot of trouble and that time is short. Meanwhile, however, a rebellious element inside you has secretly created its own anti-version, complete down to the last detail, and is waiting for a chance to produce and impose it. If the rebellion succeeds, outside observers are amazed at the speed and smoothness with which the takeover is accomplished.Rebellions may be made smoothly, but never without causing psychological disturbance.
-C Isherwood, The Guru and His Disciple

Wednesday, January 4, 2012



Oh, Pina. I miss you. I was blessed with a lot of good film, company, and food over the last two days. On Monday, I interviewed Yvonne Meier, which made this a perfect week of dance, having spent time with my two favorite choreographers.

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

From agent inkysocks

Happy Birthday to my BFF! Here's to 40 more and 40 more after that. I love you.