Different versions of my farm uniform: sweat pants and a grey sweater, sweat pants and my Bolivian jacket from artist Alejandra Dorado, which I now wear everywhere because I like that it starts conversations.
Then we walk in our farm clothes down the road. This time Simon talks to me about crypto currency and block chain. For a minute we also understand generative art—art with parameters that gets generated on the spot. Maybe. I forget now. Will my lack of understanding hold me back? How do I evolve? So many questions. Then I feel weak from so much talking and learning and have to lie down.
Ruth Ozeki’s The Book of Form and Emptiness, which tells the story of a young boy who, after the death of his father, starts to hear voices and finds solace in the companionship of a book (his). I did a little dive into Ozeki and discovered she’s also a Zen Buddhist priest.
She didn’t write her first novel until around 42, which helps balance The New Yorker telling me I will become invisible at 50, which means I have 9 more years of visibility.
One more thought on writing: Write what you wish you could forget. Does that apply to any other careers? Not sure.
I spent two days at the farm with my parents and we had to negotiate our Goliath viewing. They watched two episodes of Season 1 for me. I watched 4 episodes of Season 4 for them. We are now well saturated in Billy Bob Thornton and his rumpled clothes and saccharine “Hi Honeys.” I really just want to hug this slight man with his slender frame.
We have a new question that was sent in for us to reframe on Episode 12 of Sister On! Maybe we’ll become a call show? And then we air an interview we’ve been sitting on with our long time friend and singer extraordinaire Felicity Williams. It’s a 2 in 1!