here am i

back blogging in new york, amidst the heat and wasps and clever mice. things start anew tomorrow, i should hear about kobe by the end of the month. i spose it's about as likely as winning the lottery, but i will start to look at chant de linos and perhaps memorize cpe bach anyway.

tai sophia was reposeful, even through the last few weeks of revamping and shelving. the store looks beautiful - props to the crew (david, bien sur, john boland and sharon) and the newbies (christina and kimbra). hopefully they'll live through the rush without me.

the house is quiet, for the moment, and i have a ball of yarn just itching to be started into a scarf. clio felt sicky, so i did a little yoga and am in for a little tv on my computer over dinner before practicing.

jolivet rituals and cool air

my first ever contrôle, or partiel, or whateveryoucallit, was a mild success (hasn't been graded yet, but tant pas): the subject was "chant de linos" by jolivet. he gave us 10 points to consider before giving us the first hearing of the excerpt, and from the downbeat of the first bar i was home free. it was the version with strings and harp. i talked about ritual and jolivet's compositional color palette...

iván is intellectually provocative. of this i have no doubt. yvonnick is having coffee with me tomorrow afternoon. i might have to feed him leftover hummus. we concluded at dinner that it's probably too strong for a 9-month-old's taste pallette. she's cute though, that maéva. i played her the solo from "boléro" and thought about the crisp, windy air.

plan for crazy dance at bar"swing"ona: wild stripey tights from the sock store at les halles (to buy tomorrow) and black short skort with a silver band, bright yellow tank top, star hoops and bright glittery barettes bought at pimkie. feel free to ajoute something if you can think of anything else that would make the outfit more tacky.