The Return
Well, I'm back. More detailed post will come tomorrow, I think, but the CliffsNotes version:
* The workshop was fantastic, and I learned so much, and really grew as an artist, and met so many wickedly talented -- and wickedly awesome -- people.
* I had such a profound experience that, again, my plans for the future have been thrown into disarray. We'll see what happens.
* I love living in New York. I must do it again, hopefully on a more permanent basis.
* My final composition made my mother cringe and made my girlfriend kiss me a lot. I am kind of pleased with both reactions.
And on a less positive note:
* I am now in Chicago, because my grandmother is dying, which is why I returned to the Internet tonight instead of last night. I am now with my mother's relatives, waiting for my grandmother to die and for the friction, already considerable, to mount and spark and set something off. I think the waiting is the worst part, really -- the end is inevitable, but as for when it's coming, and how...I don't know, and I don't know how long I'm staying here, and I don't know what to do with myself. It's profoundly existential. I must frame it in these kind of abstract looking-at-the-situation-for-theme-and-narrative terms, because if I don't, I will become an emotional wreck. I feel as though I should be smoking. I won't, obviously, but the visual would be appropriate.
I really ought to write something. I don't know what that something is.
(Feel free to link me to anything I missed that you'd like me to check out, because ain't no way I'm reading back through two weeks' worth of missed entries.)
So how've you all been?
* The workshop was fantastic, and I learned so much, and really grew as an artist, and met so many wickedly talented -- and wickedly awesome -- people.
* I had such a profound experience that, again, my plans for the future have been thrown into disarray. We'll see what happens.
* I love living in New York. I must do it again, hopefully on a more permanent basis.
* My final composition made my mother cringe and made my girlfriend kiss me a lot. I am kind of pleased with both reactions.
And on a less positive note:
* I am now in Chicago, because my grandmother is dying, which is why I returned to the Internet tonight instead of last night. I am now with my mother's relatives, waiting for my grandmother to die and for the friction, already considerable, to mount and spark and set something off. I think the waiting is the worst part, really -- the end is inevitable, but as for when it's coming, and how...I don't know, and I don't know how long I'm staying here, and I don't know what to do with myself. It's profoundly existential. I must frame it in these kind of abstract looking-at-the-situation-for-theme-and-narrative terms, because if I don't, I will become an emotional wreck. I feel as though I should be smoking. I won't, obviously, but the visual would be appropriate.
I really ought to write something. I don't know what that something is.
(Feel free to link me to anything I missed that you'd like me to check out, because ain't no way I'm reading back through two weeks' worth of missed entries.)
So how've you all been?