Golden Scallop and Die Paltz

(Why am I naming days?)

3/26/14, Day 13,917: The Golden Scallop in New York City

This day is so named for the New York City premiere of The Golden Scallop. It was a joyful night to see the movie on the big screen again, and in the company of friends and family. With some distance from the film, I’m able to watch it without focusing on what I would’ve done differently as an actor, and instead love the film for the story itself, and for the opportunity to remember the extraordinary time we had creating it. I still can’t believe I was lucky enough to make such a fun movie on the Cape with so many people that I love.  The trains ran slow, and I didn’t get home until 3:30am, throwing me off for the rest of the week, but it was worth it.

3/27/14, Day, 13,918: Dark Water with Cathy

This day is so named because I returned to see my wife’s wonderful production of Dark Water, this time alongside her sister (and my delightful S.I.L.), Cathy Cohn. The production has indeed grown since opening weekend, with certain plotlines–Foam and Weed’s romance, Gullet’s secret agenda, and Barnacle’s hardening heart–all growing more vividly articulated. I was also impressed to see how some of the crowd scenes had grown: some fine, detailed acting was happening in some non-speaking roles, a testament to the professionalism of this cast. Another late night had me on the ropes, but thankfully the next two days were a mini-vacation…

3/28/14: Die Paltz and the Rising Fog

No, this is not the name of a Dutch-adaptation of Harry Potter, but the name of the first day in our mini-vacation in New Paltz. We’d visited this adorable hippie-hamlet in upstate as part of the glorious gift of a weekend at the Mohonk House and Preserve. With a less regal destination this time round, a bed & breakfast gift certificate gave us a night at the Hungry Ghost Guest House. We lunched at Karma Road (a mad delicious organic, local vegan lunch spot), hiked a rainy and cold 3 1/2 mile trail, played cribbage at CafeTeria (half cafe, half guitar store), shopped for books at Inquiring Minds and had dinner at Anatolia Restaurant (Turkish dishes as big as your face). Our ride back to the Hungry Ghost went through as thick a forest fog as I’ve seen; thanks to our cab driver for getting us there safe.

3/29/14: Die Paltz and the Muddy Puddles

Day two of mini-vacation New Paltz adventure (settled by the Dutch, so the cool kids show their old school cred by calling it Die Paltz). After a vegan breakfast where we we chatted with an artist couple about collaboration, we went on another wet hike, and recovered in the warmth of H.D. Dicks, an adorable mom-and-pop (literally) diner with some delicious handmade veggie burgers. We then visited Scarborough Fair, an olive oil store where you can sample 20+ oils from the tap (yup, New Paltz is that kind of town), and another bookstore (I picked up my first Flannery O’Connor novel). We then hit Muddy Puddle, a great cafe and coffee roaster, for another half game of cribbage. We picked up some fancy donuts for the road, and returned to NYC refreshed, if a little damp.

March was the last month of relative normalcy for me. From here on in, from TCG to Flux to several other big life events, it’s going to get crazy and stay crazy for a while. That may be why, in spite of this past celebratory week, my dreams have been troubled and I can’t shake the feeling that some other shoe is going to drop…

Technique never stands still: it only advances or retreats…

Writing: 76 out of 89 days (Word(s))
Spanish: 73 out of 89 days

What small things did I do the past four days to help build the Honeycomb?
(And what does it mean to “Help build the honeycomb?”)

Published by CorinnaSchulenburg

Artist and Activist

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