Day (Night) 44
Due to construction on site (they installed a washroom facility) I performed an evening session from 8:45 to 10:00PM. It is astonishing how different everything felt. The birds all were silent, replaced by spring peepers, frogs. The tide was in and the sky was hung with high captivating cirrus clouds. The setting sun overtook the deep blues of the Bay and for 30 minutes the sky and water became engulfed in a magical display of changing light. Deep reds gave over to pinks, then to orange yellow and finally blues before darkness finally emerged. Mars and the moon were spotlighting the Obscura from the West and created a marvelous setting for playing. The walls felt nearer, more intimate as I sat on the ground resting my back on the warm bricks heated by the day's intense sun. I did not record much audio as I felt it was taking me away from the moment, by trying to capture the moment. I wanted the full experience of the evening to inform my playing and the sound projected through the curved walls. I will share a short clip of a few minutes just to hear the difference.
How does one effectively capture the moments? Do we choose what experiences we hold on to? And if they are captured, how accurate is that representation? What does being in the moment mean to you? Moments change so fast. How much control is in our hands? Yes, I have been contemplating consciousness and what Sam Harris describes as "the illusion of free will." These thoughts tend to hurt my head and always leave me in a place of mystery and wonder as neuroscience can't explain everything.
Mars in the West, Moon overhead (not pictured)