sat 18 aug 2012 12:06:43 — witte de withstraat
drinking by multatuli
yesterday i dropped off the sushi me video files, then met up with michele, and we ate sushi, then we sat outside at the bridge teras over the singel near the multatuli sculpture. somehow michele got talking to a visitor from south carolina, whom we later brought with us to a bar in the jordaan called 'de reiger' which seemed like a pretty nice place, and we sat on the sidewalk and talked until closing time. i thought it was a nice use of the evening. still some late twilight.
today i finished collating the transcripts for the interviews for project tn3. i handed the file over to pani ani for her to peruse and tell me what bits she thinks are good.
a week or two ago i got a phone call telling me that the choreographer micheline dumonceau is dead. that she jumped from a high place in brugge, sometime in early august.
feels like every time i turn around somebody i used to know doesn't exist any more; i think that is a function of just me keeping on living. the longer i live, the more people die while i live. so it's totally natural, but kinda unnerving. especially when it's someone you know who was a lively creative person, whose personality just mysteriously broke apart one year. several people tried their best to help her, but could not. finally yesterday i sent a note to christiane, kind of a condolence letter i guess, although there's no way to give comfort to a mother whose child has died.
on the news they've been saying that this weekend will be the hottest in NL since 1994. i've been sleeping on the studio floor with both doors open so up till now it hasn't been that bad. the air keeps moving through. it's probably not that much fun at nicole's cake shop on a day like today, with one door and two ovens.