Coloma, California yesterday evening
Packing and such. California bound. Spending the whole day home alone.
this weekend:
dance, received a solo, gave a solo, dinner in the garden, “kaffee und kuchen”, half-price sushi rolls, movie at home. pretty good.
Jane Hotel, Jane Street.
Chelsea from the High Line, an old train track turned into a walkway/garden. Runs from 12th ish street to 30th ish street on the far west side.
New York City! Walking walking walking walking…
meowmeowkellie asked: cant wait cant wait cant wait
weeeeeee!!
(Source: taylorinwanderland, via itsmylifeinpages)
Performing “Games” this weekend! Choreography: Christie Nelson-Sala. Feels good to get back on the stage.
I don’t give a damn for a man that can only spell a word one way
-mark twain
“While it is perfectly logical to assume that life began before ritual, theatre, and performance - and therefore that these practices respond to life - perhaps it is useful to entertain the possibility that life was ‘invented’ in order to respond to art, theatre, ritual, and performance.” - Peggy Phelan in her article about performance artist, Marina Abramovic
Today is the first Friday since quitting my job at the wine bar that I have had to myself :) I watched the sun go down from Jupiter Coffee House on The Square
Streams Of Consciousness: a flow of thoughts and images which may not always appear to have a coherent structure… may weave in and out of time and place… narrative mode… a loosely formatted babble of thoughts… interior monologue…
I’m choreographing a duet this semester using this idea.
Yesterday
-Felix’s birthday
-Lattes at Seven Mile Cafe… the best in town
-Explored Denton and its cute old houses
-Met a kitty
-Dinner at Guiseppe’s :)
<3 HP
