Inadvertent ode to enshyttification

Thoughts as I’m birthing my show … BTW sorry apparently the PR photos from our indoor studio annex didn’t post. That’s been happening a lot lately. I mean, with photos in general on the zduck platform. But they’re going to be in my catalog which will be available as a PDF in exchange for a modest donation to Cinematique theater.

anyway, thoughts: I used to feel bad if I couldn’t remember if a favorite artist, musician, filmmaker etc. was alive or dead. But then suddenly this morning when I was trying to remember if one of my favorites was still living on earth or not, it struck me that that’s actually a good sign as an artist creative who is given a lot to the world… Whether their body is still on earth or not, their work is so persistent that we can’t even necessarily remember if their physical body is here with us, because their work is so nourishing and sustains us.

seemingly unrelated thought but it’s kind of related in a Permaculture Design way, as my retrospective makes its way out of the birth canal. Bitter oranges grow for free in the woods. We don’t have to cultivate and put all that money and resources and brave all that and possible citrus greening and pests and all. They are bitter, we can fertilize them if we want, but then on the other hand, sugarcane grows quite profusely in many of the same local areas as the bitter oranges grow. Marmalade is delicious. Syrup is delicious.

Isn’t it neat that we can use citrus to make a nontoxic house cleaner by the way. One that keeps the bugs out without killing the bugs. All it says is, hey bug, you are entering an indoor zone! Turn back and go ahead outside that’s where your food is. And that’s where your hot sexy future babymamas are as well, because we have asked them to leave and go outside and wait for you there. Happy hunting, all of you!

PS. As so often happens in life, a suddenly imposed constraint / unavailability / lack ends up doing us kind of a favor.

And in closing, one of my favorite sayings (I take it as a motto of the long-distance through-hiker and the gram-weenie hyper-urban fashionista alike):

“If you need it, but don’t have it … You don’t need it!” — Ray Jardine