Walks, phone call connections, listening to music and writing a professional evaluation, listening to podcasts, and writing.
We’re definitely feeling ready to head home now. Nice to be here, but everything we’re doing here we could do at home—and save lots of money.
Re Surf City, feeling as though we might be only a few more turns before we can see the light at the end of the tunnel. Getting pictures with lots of things in place, now just awaiting replacement of the flooded floors. Is that the last thing? Who knows.
Diversions today include lots of internet scuba-related rabbit holes.
Today not terrifically productive , but did get a few things done. A few notes written in the morning; and thoroughly enjoyed a lesson with a very bright and engaging perspective student. That hour of teaching helped me focus on why I continue to be in academia, and to let go of yesterday’s interaction with asinine colleagues. [I don’t understand why that word isn’t spelled assinine.]
Also got in a very quick trip to the grocery, and packed up some things to mail home to save checked-bag space/weight...
Highlight of the day; connecting with Chris Nappi, knowing he’s well, and a good conversation about a musical collaboration. We’ll find time to focus efforts on a piece I’d written for him, Anima/Animus. Planning weekly video connections to work on it, develop changes if needed, edit, etc., in advance of the publisher putting it out in the world. Thanks to a program/initiative by my publisher/ACA, we’ll also do a home recording and get him a bit of support to make up for the evaporation of so very many gigs.
This initiative (“The Shelter Recordings“) strives to provide opportunities for sheltered musicians to earn a little money, benefit composers, etc. That same initiative will fund the recording of another piece, the short duet, On Balance,...
Pattie feeling a bit better, wanting to do some work around the house, and to get out for a (masked) walk. So the day was productive, including a nice drive around, a walk in the area near where we used to depart for scuba trips with Kona Honu divers…
and also a walk around the harbor downtown. There, by the water’s edge, we say tons of fish and enjoyed identifying the few we’ve become familiar with through diving here.
But the most productive part of the day was concluding our ongoing discussion of how long to remain here in Kona.
Our isolation here, our feeling that, were we home, we could at least putting our house back together, be doing yard work at home, riding our bikes and even just feeling a part of our own community by just physically...
A bit of website maintenance today, catching up on lots of correspondence (a pleasure to feel connections with folks), and some writing.
We’re both feeling that being here, as nice as it is, can’t go on much longer. If we were home in NC we could at least keep occupied with re-settling into the house, doing lots of yard work, riding bikes (getting back on my m’cycle), perhaps get moved back into Surf City (though unsure about that just now). Have begun looking into plans to return when this rental ends April 18, though not yet committed. Only one flight/day from Honolulu to LAX or to SFO; and only one flight/day from SFO-Greenville with only one stopover. So, limited choices, for sure. Just a matter of deciding, committing, and making the reservations. We’ll see...
Another no-sleeper; up since 1, shortly before Pattie finally fell asleep. Schedules are certainly off.
Started taking a free online (Stanford) course in some computer music software I know and teach, but which I feel rusty on and could use some new exposure to. Worked on that for a few hours, and found it a good, productive use of time. I’ll continue that course over the coming week.
A long nap, thankfully, made me feel a bit more alive. Pattie feeling a tad better today, which is good. I think we were both a bit afraid…
And Pattie brought up the idea of heading back home on April 18th, rather than staying here longer. Would be lengthy travel of four flights, layovers in three airports...
A good, unusually long night’s sleep. So long since I’ve slept past 4am, and so very grateful for a full 8 hours.
We spoke yesterday of getting to the harbor to swim/snorkel, and hopefully we’ll do so.
Finally feeling convinced about one of the settings of Jim Brasfield’s Celan, from Jim’s “Infinite Altars“
There, the whisper:
gradual breath fattens
a word, bud of stem form--
never before this one,
the return of the recognizable.
Will send it off to Sharon, for whom i’ve written it, to see how she feels about it, but probably not before getting to another of that poem’s settings. Feeling as though the larger set will start with this newly written Celan, then
Bits of writing these days, mixed in with some walks, yoga, movies and, best of all, correspondence with friends. Every family/friend that reports safe and sound feels like a victory or sorts.
Still unable to stay away from daily briefings, but much better watching Cuomo rather than the national task force. Haven’t heard the president’s voice in about four days, and that’s a huge relief and reduction in frustration.
The daily tolls—death tolls—are just devastating. The reports from medical staff—just impossible to imagine what they’re dealing with every day, and what they’re somehow able to endure. Super-human...
Pattie found this video this morning, and it’s beauty, pacing (and technical accomplishment) has us in awe. It’s been out there for a few years now (2018), so perhaps not new to all readers, but surely worth another viewing.