I’m in Singapore, posting this from a hotel room that’s too cold, while the sun burns the pavements outside.
I crossed the airspace two days ago in surreal zombie-dream mode. Losing track of sleep trying to keep track of all the things…
Litres of fabric paint…
200m of yellow cloth, sewn into more than a hundred sarongs by the awesome Mrs Lee of Merlin Tailor, Seapark.
Cutting up whole raft of manila cardboard for a special part of the workshops…
Compressing it all into tiny boxes…
Landing in Singapore, catching a cab to the hotel being all like… ‘hell yeahhh, I got here and I’m ready to rock!!’…
Then realizing that I forgot to buy duty free booze because I was worrying about all my boxes…
Then getting this photo from Ying and Julia who were arranging to send the basins over from KL…
Look at these rockstars. They wore yellow… BY COINCIDENCE!
And FINALLY…. drumroll… you heard it here first, dear people… FINALLY seeing the confirmed venue for the performance on 26 Oct:
Meanwhile, at home, Zedeck tells me the monster pumpkin plant that was taking over the garden has two fruits.
All of the things… happening at once…
Somehow it all fits together.
Love,
me