Thursday, June 21, 2018
Tuesday, June 19, 2018
This circle in the midst of 4 directional trees. In doughboy part, sacred geometry. And looking up from the center the trees all overlap but leave a heart of space. Sun in the center. In doughboy part, sacred geometry. And looking up from the center, the trees all overlap but leave a heart of space.
Perfect dance floor on a blessèd day.
Also I think I found my old bike. Couldn't find owner to try to buy it back.
Listening to Caspar Banypants brilliant kids' album Rise and Shine.
Thursday, May 17, 2018
Took my students to see black panther on Monday. Then we talked about it for an hour on Wednesday. And we started the semester by reading a review in Rolling Stone of the soundtrack. Such a great moment for black lives matter, following on the heels of the Obama presidency.
I danced hard this morning with the Queen of Wakanda.
Oprah, was that you?
Sunday, April 29, 2018
Ran this morning through Calvary Cemetery, which I learned this weekend is the largest cemetery in the world. New green. Walking by a Robin, saying hello, thinking of the Robin in that great book "The Secret Garden", remembering that the girls call this cemetery the secret garden (because we once ate from secret tomato plants growing by the back wall) thinking about how rich that connection is.
Then watching a red-tailed hawk in an open field pick apart a squirrel for lunch. Wild wild life, right here in Queens. The soundtrack was the transcendent, effervescent, brilliant new album by Meshell Ndegeocello, "Ventriloquism." Gets better with every listen.
Also, of note, there was a weird moment where I was almost hit by a bicyclist who wasn't paying attention. I could have sworn it was Shia LaBeouf, though it doesn't make that much sense that he would be biking through Queens, so I doubt my eyes. But he gave me the same half-crazed with joy look LaBeouf has, a twinkle in his eye, even as he almost knocked me over, so maybe it was? The even stranger part is I was reading about his crazy performance art/ real life antics this morning in some social media post. So it can't have been real, right?
Amazing experience watching the weird Flintstone movie with the girls. The credits are a 15 minute long mash-up of different styles, and we have had incredible dance, flying around the room, getting wild, banging heads and being so caught up in the moment that we just kept on going through the pain. Flintstones, heads hard as rubble. Yabba dabba doo, we'll have a gay old time.
Featuring B52s, liz Taylor as Fred's mean mother in law and Halle Berry as Eartha Kitt as the good bad secretary of Fred's boss.