Very much so. Not working. At
Webstock again: once again enjoying it, but the messages I take away aren't always the ones offered.
From the last months and days I have observations to make about group dynamics, identity, privacy, do-it-right vs iterative development, management, confidence, the street-performer approach to making money from art, online friendships, aging, aspiration, success, and back to group dynamics and shared aspirations as a bonding mechanism. But they'll keep. For now, some snippets to remind me what this blogging thing is like.
I'm wrestling with the sense that
Elizabeth's Bishop's fish was several days old, not just pulled from the water. Then I re-read the "tarnished tinfoil" passage and wonder why my mental image -- so clear -- is of that, and of my grandparents showing me as a young girl how to identify fresh fish, when the words don't necessarily have to go that way.
I found a Diptyque perfume that starts out with orange groves and very quickly becomes Fanta. Another that combines elements I used to love and which are now too heavy-sweet. Still others that I'd buy if I were earning.
Home after being in the audience for recording the Webstock edition of Russell Brown's Media7, humming Amanda Palmer's
Map of Tasmania [NReallySFW, but very catchy].