In Boston

some random (and probably uninteresting ) tidbits from my visit:

I saw Alice Tauber's new show (conveniently enough, reviewed in the Boston Globe today). The nice curator lady asked us if we are friends of alice. we said yes, and she tried her best to make artistic small-talk with us, but we were not the best partners in that endeavor (me because i'm bad at small talk and my parents because they don't get art that is about color). some very beautiful pieces, though all very dark... funny how that means something different when you know the painter. anyway.

boston is boston as usual. lovely, and i don't want to elave, except thast i have nothing to do here, but whatever. i got in my obligatory cool-brookline-culture event seeing orson wells as macbeth for free at the coolidge. my fatehr had never read the play, or at least never since high school (which become closer and closer to the same things as you get as old as he is) and so was quite bored. allegedly my students will be performing macbeth this year. could be quite cool.

and that's that. not thrilled to rush back to brooklyn on sunday night, but such is life. i did about half of the things i set out to do, as could have been expected. now i'm off to get life advice from a stranger.

ciao.