And today, another crazy one. I had a terrible haircut, was unable to take a nap despite being very, very tired, and talked with one presenter from here in Boston. It was in general very positive, but of course, they need to see the real show before they can say anything for real. He really liked the show, though. Of course, it is much easier for me to deal with the business side of things in English…
Even better since I had to hone it all in Japanese first! It is like learning how to run underwater, I guess. When you emerge, running itself is so easy!
Then it was off to meet my best friend from college and another friend who I have gotten to know better since college. We met at a local bar/pub, and ate, talked for about an hour. About real stuff, you know, and it was quite pleasant. We talked about our friend… caught up on everyone’s life, felt like we were 8 years younger. Women, drinks, movies, literature… very nice.
Then I went to another bar where I saw my gymnastics coach from MIT and my best friend from gymnastics… Outside of work, my friend does this thing called ‘acrobatic dunking’ for the pro basketball team here. His team should really go to Lithuania some day to do it. We talked about women and life… very nice.
My coach told me that I can do an artist-in-residence at MIT any time and that he will make sure that it works. I am very excited about the idea of lecturing at my old university for a semester when I have time. I had a real Guinness, talked all about my life, heard all about theirs… it is interesting how three friends can change over time, but still stay the same, you know! Talking about performance, women, gymnastics… why we do it all, how young we were back then, how the world has changed, our world has changed.
In the end, my friend gave me a ride home in this custom-built car that he has had since we were freshmen… he build it from zero, it has been stolen and gutted three times, and he build it up again each time. I appreciated it for the first time. as a labor of love, as a piece of brilliant engineering, as the product of someone’s will to perfect something, as an automobile, and as a work of art. Why was I never able to see things like that before? What will I see in five years that I could never see now?
Then it was back to my other friends’ house for drinking and playing video games (American style catching up on things) and talking about women, women from college, what everyone is up to, about art, about plans.
I started thinking about the mental, emotional and physical, and how I am not amazing in any one of them, but what I can do that is maybe worth a little something, is to see how they all are interrelated and the role that they can play in a performance piece. And how a performance can tickle those three parts of things… we criticized arts at MIT as being a little too mental, a demonstration, say, and I realized that when I come as an artist in residence, this is what I want to change. To make art more human instead of less so…
All in all, a hell of a day, business, many friends, business and friends, and then friends.
I remembered songs I played with my best friend when we were in college and played them in the background as my other friend talked to my best friend’s sex interest on the phone… just like college days.
Cleared some shit up about the girl in the hallway who is dating my other friend… in short, everything I thought was a little bit right and a little bit wrong.
I learn so much about life when I travel.. so far, things have been good except for some frictions about my last minute-request to stay with family on oahu two days ago that resulted in me getting a last-minute hotel room instead, but what can one do?
Tomorrow at 5am, on to Montreal!!!