Fear and Self Loathing in Watermill Center Day 5/6
The Edge… there is no honest way to explain it because the only people who really know where it is are the ones who have gone over. Hunter S. Thompson mor·tal ˈmôrtl/ adjective (of a living human being, often in contrast to a divine being) subject to death. I miss Hunter. No I […]
continue readingDomestication, Volume and Day 4 At Watermill
Being able to focus full time on the creative process and having full access to the appropriate resources and space is the peak experience for me. Plus working with a team that is able to function artistically as well as domestically is crucial. Not only is the Center fully stocked with any kind of technical […]
continue readingPerspective, Gratitude and day 3 at Watermill
As a child of the 60s I grew up with the Kennedy, King and X assassinations, mega celebrity crash and burns (Hendrix, Morrison, Joplin, Jones) civil rights, student protests, racial riots, police brutality, Vietnam body/ kill counts on the 6 o’clock news and nuclear annihilation on the horizon. I remember asking myself as a kid, […]
continue readingWatermill, Art collection and Space
My yoga space for two weeks! Day two at Watermill After a couple hours of sleep following a very long couple of days I got up and searched for a meditation spot. On the 2nd floor where the dorms are a large window faces the sunrise and big white pillows lay on the floor. […]
continue readingWatermill, Egypt and Astral Alignments
First day at Watermill. After loading the cars to the brim at 9 in the morning we made the 2 and a half hour dive from the city to South Hampton. Arriving at the huge modern complex was quite exciting. I’ve never been here before but I instantly recognized the astral alignments of the architecture […]
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