Easy Sunday morning in Chestnut Hill. Earth-warming sun shone as we walked to the Night Kitchen Bakery to satisfy my need for coffee. A little later, a short walk in Fairmont Park, then salad lunch of Weaver's Way Co-op's CSA greens at home.
In the afternoon to Philadelphia's Ice Box for the second of The Crossing's three "Month of Moderns" concerts...this one called "The Gulf...between you and me." Inspired by the BP Gulf of Mexico blowout, the works performed invited us to ponder not only the scope of the disaster itself but also its effect on one couple. Also, other kinds of chasms between human beings and between us and nature. Major work added original art projected on huge white wall. Far out "post modern" music with one more recognizable style of piece thrown in for relief. The Crossing is a unique and extremely talented vocal ensemble doing works few other groups would dare try. We are so proud and pleased that Rebecca is part of it.
Went out after concert with some of Rebecca and Aaron’s friends and fellow performers. There's an energy in creative folks that I feed off of when I let myself. Diversity seems the rule though I am sure there are limits to tolerance for ineptness, boringness, and conventionality. Met artist and apparent Renaissance man Steven Bradshaw who engaged me in conversation about 2001: A Space Odyssey. When we got home Rebecca presented me with a belated Father's Day gift: a print of a graphic by Steven featuring the film's famous monolith. Well-planned creative meeting on Steve's part.
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