September 30, 2014
Everyone arrived safely. Everyone’s gear is intact. Everyone has a place to stay and a way to get around. Everyone made it to the venue, more or less on time.
Everyone delights at Sphaerae’s womblike shape and otherworldly glow. Everyone smiles as Richard takes our photo in this giant light box.
Everyone starts thinking about the part they play in Sol Path. Media. Music. Performance. Direction. Everyone considers the impact of light, heat, traffic, reclining bodies, and the alarming number of gopher holes under the silken floor.
Everyone has an idea. Everyone has so many ideas that we have three conversations during our production meeting under the trees next to the Elks Lodge parking lot. Everyone contributes to the week’s plan, while trying not to eat the melting leftover Reese’s pieces on the table.
Everyone agrees it’s time to eat.
Everyone in Pasadena seems to be at La Grand Orange because it’s Neighborhood Night and Happy Hour our waitress tells us. Everyone in Pasadena’s sound waves reverberate inside the walled garden where we are seated, so we have to yell our big, bold new ideas at each other while we slurp white sangria and eat swordfish tacos. Everyone agrees we don’t want dessert. Everyone’s dinner gets paid for and we call it a night.
One by one, everyone gets dropped off. Finally Bruno and I climb into our bed. I still have to write up the revised schedule and send it out to everyone.
By the time I am done, Bruno is too tired to make it through the next episode of Call the Midwife- so lying in the dark, I watch another baby being born alone and think about every one of us.