They were playing the Star Wars theme song and a song from Harry Potter!
This is the weave that I felt inspired by. I enjoyed thinking on what noises it would make if it had a desire to make noises. "Olllaphuriieeefffthththieghzzzzz!"
I woke up early so I could go to school with Karin. She is a photography teacher at an American school here in Sao Paulo. So we show up and she gives me a quick tour of the arts building. We go and talk to the orchestra teacher and unbeknowst to, they have planned for me to talk to his first period class about what it is like being a professional musician. Ha! So I had a while to hang out with Karin in her photography class. They have a phenominal dark room equiped with 14 enlargers and 20 some cameras for the students to take home for the year.
So I went to the orchestra class, and it was a very informal interaction with the students. The teacher asked me some compelling questions. One of the students was originally from Denver, so that was a good connection. Later in the class, this same girl asks me if I have heard of Paper Bird! This blew my freakin' mind! It brought tears to my eyes, and it made my day as well as hers. Her name was Jessica, just like my beautiful sister. I felt like all the kids in the class didn't think of me as some bullshit bum after one of their class mates knew my band. Gettin' some Sao Paulo private school cred!
So I hung out and had lunch at school. The teachers get free food for lunch. It is good food too. I got a good portion for myself. Yum. Then I hung out for Karin's classes for the rest of the day. There was a really neat weaving in the hall way that was very inspiring to me. At 3:45 we took off straight for the beach town of Maresailes. That is how I am going to spell it for now.
The drive didn't take all too long to get out of the city. We were on the road for about 2 & 1/2 hours and we got there at dusk. The road along the beach gave us great views from time to time as we careedned through the jungle. It was like paradise seeding dusk reflect on the ocean. And this was the Atlantic we were seeing! I hadn't seen the Atlantic in a long while, other than from a plane 8 months ago, and that was on the opposite edge near Europe.
We stayed with Karin's cousin and her boyfriend, Danielle(Danny) and Odolfo. They rent this one room every weekend at an enclosed, ramshackle bungaloo run by an older, drunk saxaphonist, Edwardo. We took a walk down to the beach, and got our feet wet in the ocean! Danny was cooking some dinner and we headed back for the meal. I played darts with Karin for a while, and ended up staying up much longer than everyone else. I went back to the beach and sat there by myself for nearly an hour. I listened to the waves with my eyes closed and meditated on the percussive sounds it offered. The half moon reflectred a soft light. The coast was still and seldomly saw a person walking along the waters edge. I was still and unseen. When I went back to the shelter, I stayed up and made drawings and collages till late.
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