I went for a ten mile bike ride today in a park not far from home. A couple miles in the trail, two joggers were studying the brush where a bobcat had been seen. In the background, the San Diego river was making a happy racket as water ricocheted from rock, to hollow, to rock, on its headlong rush to meet the sea.
After a short drive I hiked a hill which was part of Kumeyaay lands. It’s not far from the highway and no one seems to go there. This is good as there are some grave sites on the flattened peaks. It’s a great place to have your earthly remains interred: Nearly from the moment the sun rises and until it sets, the sun warms that gentle earth. There’s a spectacular view of a valley to the east, more rolling grassy hills to the north and south, some mountains to the west, open sky above. Watched the moon quickly rise. It was huge; beautiful. Almost like i had never seen it before.
Came back and went to the garage where I do most of my electronic experimentation and assembly.
I worked on some pieces for an upcoming performance event at UCSD, Allyson Green’s “An Archive of Happiness” It’s going to be a beautiful dance and I am happy to play a small part in her work. Her piece will be an homage to Merce Cunningham and Pina Bausch. I will be building works of art to bridge their worlds.
The past few months I have been obsessed with readying the next phase of a project begun in 1993. In April I will start showing the flame sculpture which articulates the collected names for God.
In 1993, 2010 seemed far away.