Virtual residency Day Twenty, Meditation on Time
Music is about time. Work takes time. As I move towards the concert dates, I am sometimes more aware of time than I wish. As I type, I am listening to CNN and have just looked at the on line news with some dismay over what is happening in our times. Diplomacy takes time. Trust takes time. Negotiating differences takes time. Meanwhile, in a war, people die and are miserable and live in fear in many places.
This is all very tragic but science tells us that global warming will still kill more people than terrorism.
The Los Angeles Times has been running a remarkable series on the oceans destruction and the New Yorker just published an article on Ted Ames, the guru of Maine fisheries, about how to replenish cod fish stocks. It usually takes time to destroy an environment and even more time to restore it. My friends have been sending me articles I read and it takes time to digest the ideas. On my bed are piles of magazines it will take time to read. Global warming did not happen overnight any more than the ocean destruction occurred overnight. Both the oceans and the climate may be restored with human action and enuf time.
I spent the morning with several other artists. We are looking for a place here where we can conduct a printing studio. It takes time to find and negotiate for space. More time to prepare a plate for an edition. As we sat and spoke, I was composing an image in my head of the three sites that are part of this project besides Vinalhaven. In the afternoon, I struggled with sending out some announcements about the event- struggled because my computer was having digestive troubles. Solving the computer problems took time. Then we had to reshoot the visual that went out with the announcment and that took more time. Meanwhile, I tried to keep imagining how the visuals in my head might fit with actions at the sites. I need to sustain the vision over time and it will take time to make it manifest.
Now it is evening and I am waiting for some of the musical material for the concert. Some has been sent and some is coming and that takes time also as time shortens before the event. I will go practice my own music soon, counting my timing as I go.
My remaining old dog, sleeping downstairs onthe couch, is having ever more trouble negotiating stairs. I have to lift her onto the couch now. Time is over taking her and I am trying to compensate. Soon, I shall celebrate another birthday, another marker that time continues to pass whether I am ready or not; the decline I see in my dog is the mirror of my own, slower decline I must accomodate.
Time builds as much as it destroys. One small action and task at a time, I build this project over time, with faith that it has a place in a larger matrix of hope and meaning in the world.
This is all very tragic but science tells us that global warming will still kill more people than terrorism.
The Los Angeles Times has been running a remarkable series on the oceans destruction and the New Yorker just published an article on Ted Ames, the guru of Maine fisheries, about how to replenish cod fish stocks. It usually takes time to destroy an environment and even more time to restore it. My friends have been sending me articles I read and it takes time to digest the ideas. On my bed are piles of magazines it will take time to read. Global warming did not happen overnight any more than the ocean destruction occurred overnight. Both the oceans and the climate may be restored with human action and enuf time.
I spent the morning with several other artists. We are looking for a place here where we can conduct a printing studio. It takes time to find and negotiate for space. More time to prepare a plate for an edition. As we sat and spoke, I was composing an image in my head of the three sites that are part of this project besides Vinalhaven. In the afternoon, I struggled with sending out some announcements about the event- struggled because my computer was having digestive troubles. Solving the computer problems took time. Then we had to reshoot the visual that went out with the announcment and that took more time. Meanwhile, I tried to keep imagining how the visuals in my head might fit with actions at the sites. I need to sustain the vision over time and it will take time to make it manifest.
Now it is evening and I am waiting for some of the musical material for the concert. Some has been sent and some is coming and that takes time also as time shortens before the event. I will go practice my own music soon, counting my timing as I go.
My remaining old dog, sleeping downstairs onthe couch, is having ever more trouble negotiating stairs. I have to lift her onto the couch now. Time is over taking her and I am trying to compensate. Soon, I shall celebrate another birthday, another marker that time continues to pass whether I am ready or not; the decline I see in my dog is the mirror of my own, slower decline I must accomodate.
Time builds as much as it destroys. One small action and task at a time, I build this project over time, with faith that it has a place in a larger matrix of hope and meaning in the world.
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