Winter Break
Saturday was the Avant Garden artist's yard sale. This was a creative and well organized menagerie of crafts, art, books sellers, musicians, and small businesses. http://www.weareconstance.org/avantgarden/ Playing the setting music was a stair risen DJ. There were private print artists, painters, city non-profits, book binders, poetry presses, journal makers and more. I had a great conversation with some of the writers for Thermos and Mug. These are literary magazines from Tulane and U.N.O. student writers. They spoke of several poetry groups that meet. So far, I have only attended Thursday nights at The Gold Mine, but I very much would like to build connections and communities with our local writers.
I attended this escapade with my brother and our mutual friend Amanda. As I have said, it is giving me a new sense of happiness to be able to share and experience life with my brother. He is still getting used to the city, but I have seen him grow and connect quickly and impressively. I enjoy taking some credit in giving him a place and introducing him to people, but the real work and growth specific to his desires and interests has all been due to his action making abilities. We have small to large conversations before bed each night and such an old idea of family interactions is quite pleasant. I had never expected such a happening, but had long desired the possibility.
I am currently on a plane flying to Sacramento and catching a ride with a long time friend and previous romantic relationship. It has been a long time since I have seen and really interacted with these people. I am both excited and nervous. We have been living our lives so fully and disconnected. I wonder if I meet their present life conditions, memories of me, and expectations? They are all quite loving so I rest fairly assured that our time together with be missed, genuine, and meaningful. I am eager to converse about their lives, families, and our old memories
Off to WithUnder the Willow Tree...
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