Thursday, July 23, 2015
Near perfect day See Ma
Today I succeeded at living. I did yoga, then took care of my girls, made everybody breakfast, lead everybody in gratitude, made lunch for the girls, took them to children's museum of art, spent hours there with them, made many great works of art. witnessed my 5 year old daughter writing a genius lunch haiku. "Eddie Eddie says he's sweaty/ so he goes to the Ferris wheel." On 1 on way home had to run to the end of the train to find a place to get the stroller on with the girls, total drama, action movie climax. Watch 2 crazy dance routines in the subway at the 7/1 intersection, the second one a midget Michael Jackson impersonator. Made it home at 6 PM in by 7 had made a curry sweet potato cauliflower tofu soup. (One fail was not testing the strength of the curry spice before feeding it to Lucia.) brushed off my wife's neggo-criticisms and general work-crankiness. Engaged her. Ate with family, had good conversation. Wrote for three hours after dinner including a story about the "children's museum of art" for my dada blog. While Listening to early Pink Floyd. And then working on a manuscript due August 1 for KrupskayA. I am happy with it. A rare hard won feeling. Then off for 2 beers and a weird electronica space jam and an intense convo with Quinn and Estaban down the block. Quinn said I looked like his dad, who he never knew. I said it must just be just as hard to miss what you missed as it would be to miss what you knew. The sublimation deepens.
Then home to chocolate and caramel.
What a near perfect day.
Thursday, June 11, 2015
Sunday, June 7, 2015
Last night we were at the Father's Day camp out in Sunnyside Gardens Park, watching ET. In two minutes span of the movie there are references to Star Wars, Star Trek, Space Invaders, Sesame Street and Jaws. Spielberg's cross reference with his own film Jaws is subtle. Elliot is playing with a toy grabber, a shark on the end of the stick. I remembered seeing one of these before, in the 80's movie The Sure Thing, where John Cusack picks. One up on his way into Daphne's unique is college dorm roomwas Shirleyreferencing Spielberg referencing jaws. And to practically prove it, earlier that day I listened to Kuzak on the nerdiest podcast, talking about his favorite quotes from jaws. That is 40, and one way to take the tears of the deep and blend them with the heart of Drewberry more. Drew herself so perfect in the movie, as well as being simultaneously a link to the entire history of the cinema
Thursday, May 28, 2015
When Marnie Was There
The evening was a date night, serendipitously, all Japanese. We started by shopping for clothing staples at Uniqlo, then we went to IFC theater to see the final Studio Ghibli film "When Marnie Was There" is the most exquisitely beautiful film I've yet seen. It has the breadth and depth of the most enchanting summer vacation you could imagine all somehow compressed into two hours. And it's also a master lesson in psychological acuity.
(Marnie, connected in my head with Marley, Maryn and Maya. Like the movie was written for Maya. And Hitchcock's Marnie too.)
Afterward we googled best Sushi in the area and were lead to an incredible place called Neta. Perfect.
A perfect night followed by a perfect day seeing the new Whitney with Catherine and the girls, followed by another perfect night, a reading at Marlene's with Kristen Gallegher and Joanna Sondheim.
Followed by a weekend in CT. Yeesh, what a life.
Monday, May 25, 2015
Sunday, May 24, 2015
Light show
Today I was laying down in a gently rocking docked boat belonging to my father-in-law, listening to Vivaldi on the boat's sound system and riding along on the vibrant rollercoaster of strings. I had a straw hat covering my face and through the holes of the hat were streaming pinpoints of light. Inside those pinpoints I could see tiny worlds full of soft blurry irridescent pastels. At first I thought I was just imagining that these swirls of color were dancing in time to the music, but then as I watched a little more closely I saw I wasn't imagining this at all, that the floating sea of lights really were vibrating in rhythm to the varying pulses inside the piece. I realized the loud music that was coming from speakers about 3 feet away on either side of my head was creating sound waves that were pushing the air above my head and in turn affecting the light as it was streaming through the tiny magnifying apertures in the hat. It was a spectacular natural light show.
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