If you're not a regular reader, you maybe don't know that I am on a residency in the middle of New York state... in a post-industrial wasteland that is two parts despair, one part squirrels, and three parts colorful characters that really like sculpture. Mostly, I've been doing this:
But I've also been getting out more, harvesting tires, doing chores. Recreating. You can't do nothing but work, and doing nothing feels really wrong here. So yesterday tried a breakdancing class.
My arms are really sore this morning and I mostly watched. I am no bgirl. But there is probably actual humility in being humiliated by a pack of truly graceful teenagers for a couple of hours... gamely counting to six steps while they spin around on their heads. Making me feel old.
Maybe I'll keep at it. I'll let you know if I can ever six-step anything faster than Enya.
It's so nice to have you do all of the research for us. It makes our decision making so much easier!! Thanks.
Posted by: MBT Online | July 15, 2011 at 05:27 AM