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Folklife festival
May. 26th, 2003 11:09 pmSunday ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jinian biked over and we took the bus down. We had plans for some particular things to see, but the bus was late, and the people in charge of wheelchair lending had a good deal of trouble figuring out whether the other(!) wheelchair was spoken for, and herding the people out of the way of the chair took some time, and when we arrived at the Thai dance event it appeared to consist of a long line of people standing in the courtyard at the closed doors of the theater. You advanced in line when people ahead of you gave up and left. Eventually we gave up and left, passed by Vance Lelli Longshore Troubadour who was growling Lennon's "Imagine" now with extra labor struggle!, and straggled back towards the courtyard through a dense crafts market. Catherine Peterson's painted silks were beautiful (my favorite was the octopuses), and we spent some time ogling Katrina Kruse's underwater photography -- macro shots of jellyfish, flecked octopus eyes, anemones, vertebrates too. Skates' eyes have valances at the top, she said, look.
( more Sunday )
Today I went down, toting my Sched 40 PVC didj, for the didjeridu panel. It's a conversation-starter -- on the walk over from the 358 stop I chatted with one woman about beeswax versus hard mouthpieces, and after the panel I talked bore size and demoed it to several people after the panel. Advocated the $3 DIY didj to those who seemed like they might want to try it. (Some of the audience members playing nice painted wooden didjes hadn't heard of the plastic-pipe didj. Live in a world far more saturated with nice painted wooden didjes than mine was, I guess.)
( more Monday )
jinian biked over and we took the bus down. We had plans for some particular things to see, but the bus was late, and the people in charge of wheelchair lending had a good deal of trouble figuring out whether the other(!) wheelchair was spoken for, and herding the people out of the way of the chair took some time, and when we arrived at the Thai dance event it appeared to consist of a long line of people standing in the courtyard at the closed doors of the theater. You advanced in line when people ahead of you gave up and left. Eventually we gave up and left, passed by Vance Lelli Longshore Troubadour who was growling Lennon's "Imagine" now with extra labor struggle!, and straggled back towards the courtyard through a dense crafts market. Catherine Peterson's painted silks were beautiful (my favorite was the octopuses), and we spent some time ogling Katrina Kruse's underwater photography -- macro shots of jellyfish, flecked octopus eyes, anemones, vertebrates too. Skates' eyes have valances at the top, she said, look.( more Sunday )
Today I went down, toting my Sched 40 PVC didj, for the didjeridu panel. It's a conversation-starter -- on the walk over from the 358 stop I chatted with one woman about beeswax versus hard mouthpieces, and after the panel I talked bore size and demoed it to several people after the panel. Advocated the $3 DIY didj to those who seemed like they might want to try it. (Some of the audience members playing nice painted wooden didjes hadn't heard of the plastic-pipe didj. Live in a world far more saturated with nice painted wooden didjes than mine was, I guess.)
( more Monday )
