This morning because I felt the need to be restored to center, I found myself listening to Terry Riley’s “IN C”, and re reading from “Susan McClary “Rap, Minimalism and Structures of Time in Late Twentieth-Century Culture.” in Audio Culture, Daniel Warner, ed, Continuum International Publishing Group, 2004, pp 289 – 298.” (Yes, I guess I am a little geeky when it comes to my reading habits). What struck me, although I am using it out of context, is her phrase “subjective struggle toward triumph”.
Repetition and geometry have helped me “center” (thus avoiding struggle) over my whole lifetime: saying the Rosary, looking carefully at the elegant design of flowers, dancing, taking joy in understanding equations, and being attentive to the comfort I find in the structure of Minimalistic music. The exhaustion from my strong emotional response to the pain and brokenness in society as the sides “struggle toward triumph”, has directed me back to the nurture I find in the cyclic repetition and geometry of the music of Terry Riley.
This past week I noticed the sun wakes up later and the mid day heat glances gently across my skin. The sky colors move over the days from severe blue to cornflower and azure, from steel to royal or to denim. And I am so joy filled as I am changed by this light. Late August……………………………………….
Drawn after spending an afternoon with interesting women friends. Each is a different flavor of deliciousness. Part of my synesthesia is to “taste” the essence of things and people I find beautiful-not like vanilla -more like eating sculpture – still very satisfying!
This represents the last few seconds of a percussion concert at Cornell in the Johnson Museum. The 3 smaller drums sounds cycle and bump off the concrete walls and the bass drum releases its staccato sound drops. Tim Feeney provided a most stimulating aural soundscape.