Tuesday, April 26, 2005

Back to Back

next year New York new tires for road trips driving phoning mowing Julian flying up see brother act Dan Potter's opening at Le Pub: After the computer died, suddenly repair men filled the courtyard gallery with huge cables for air conditioning, climbing up the walls where I was trying to hang paintings with little wires, all of us like monkeys or circus performers, throwing and lifting, gently working back to back. A light rain began to drizzle on us, and on the suspended cardboard angel until her head came off. No one had cable to run the sound and the projectionist arrived and said he couldn't project through the window bars on the sheet wavering way up there like that. Two hours later, the Apple people transferred all my data into a loaner that hooked into the projector that shone through the bars, and played the dancing musc, and the paintings that arrived at the last minute beautifully framed created a wonderful salon where I saw new friends meeting for the first time beginning to discuss wonderful art projects for Hanoi, others falling in love, and some just finding their own dance, as moonlight shadows mixed with colors from the laptop projector, and lovely food and flowers came to bless us all. It was a beautiful party.

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