31 bar rises 30.01 1mph NW windchill 29 Samhain
Full Dark Moon
“Man(sic), unlike any other thing organic or inorganic in the universe, grows beyond his work, walks up the stairs of his concepts, emerges ahead of his accomplishments.” – John Steinbeck
This evening I left home and journeyed to North East for the opening of the show. It is no longer my habit to leave home much in the evening except for meetings like the Sierra Club or the Woollies.
I felt excited, a bit apprehensive. After all, our judgments had a role in the evening.
By the time I got there, about 7:50 or 8:00, there was still a large crowd. A friend from docent training, David Fortney, came up and asked me about our selections. He had his own. As did everyone in the room.
At some point I began to feel uncomfortable. It was a little difficult to track down where the feelings were coming from, but finally I pinpointed it. I was there as a judge, an arbiter and I didn’t like the role. I could explain our selections, how we got to them, but the role put me in a place in position to the room that felt icky.
I’m glad we judged the show. I’m glad we made our decisions yesterday.
Would I do it again? Not without preparation and thought. But, yes, I probably would.
Kate’s neck continues to bother her, though I hope some of that will lift tomorrow as the dye diffuses and the pressure from the myelogram recedes.
This is the end of a long series of diverse activity. That’s what I like, different work that requires different skills with different people. The downside is that when too much comes close together it can tax me. I’m glad to be on this side of it all right now.
May head over to the Walker tomorrow. I haven’t been there in awhile.