Strange how things turn out, I came for a residency and met new people. And as fate would have it they remain constantly in my memories. Strange that we may have never talked, but I felt your energy interwoven with mine. How else would I explain, why I feel you lingering in the recesses of my mind even when you are not really here. Stranger still that your hug goodbye, feels like hello like we have just met, you will remain forever engraved in my mind.
The drive to town, the visit to the yard sale and getting some radio that probably will never work. Better yet, driving back to the residency from Burlington, listening to the greatest hits of the 80’s volume 6, Michael Sembello’s “Maniac” and we can’t help but sing along and I, thereby declaring it our theme song. Being dubbed queen and having to be dethroned once everyone’s gone and I become a commoner. This is to all who made a difference with your laughter, your silence, your work and maybe even the rumpus karaoke dance moves that had you swearing off at the scars left on your body in the morning as your body made contact with space. Yes, we did laugh, yes, we did dance and yes this is the reason why it will never be a goodbye but ever a hello.
Visited the bread and puppet museum will be posting some of the images soon.
The Bread and Puppet Theater (often known simply as Bread & Puppet) is a politically radical puppet theater, active since the 1960s. Founded in 1962–1963 in New York City. It was active during the Vietnam War in anti-war protests, primarily in New York.
It is often remembered as a central part of the political spectacle of the time, as its enormous puppets (often ten to fifteen feet tall) were a fixture of many demonstrations. In 1970 the Theater moved to Vermont, first to Goddard College in Plainfield, and then to a farm in Glover where it still resides.
Well the rain is still falling, its a friday night, but luckily its not one of those nights one tends to go out and party away. But this friday finds us between an exhibition opening of visiting resident artist Amarsaikhan from Mongolia and Asha Kama from Tibet and an evening talk with visiting painter Angela Dufresne.
I will be a tourist and admit I had the best weekend, not to exaggerate, but sometimes a change of space and pace can be just what the doctor ordered. Went to Burlington with some friends, had dinner and a movie and ended the night with karaoke what better way to end a day.