We are in San Francisco, visiting our grandchild Tyler. While here we have said hello to his folks and to our other son and daughter-in-law...and our friends. We always enjoy these trips and miss living here. In the city there is a special individual freedom that I experience no where else. People have a greater freedom to be themselves.
That freedom spawns some interesting offshoots. In the local paper "Guardian" is a note about an event focused on participatory art. Spanning several days, it involves a panel discussion titled "Open Works." A discussion of the notion of indeterminacy and openness to chance and change. Sadly I'll miss that, and even worse, the Thursday night series titled "The Art of Drinking Beer with Friends Is the Highest Form of Art." Also, not to be missed, but we will, "Silent" musical score 4'33", occurring daily, 4'33" bypasses instrumentation, shifting attention to the audience and ambient sounds.
I think my musical genius would enhance such an event. Baritone farts providing antiphonal balance.
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