an old friend has come to visit and is crashing on the couch.
it’s nice. we went out for breakfast and dinner and spent the rest of the time talking about the state of the world and reminiscing.
they said, i learned two things from you. oh, i said, only two?
(we’ve been collaborators, neighbours, colleagues, fellow committee members, i’ve been his supervisor and he made work for an exhibition i curated and i did the sound for a play he directed.)
ok what are they?
one, to value doubt, to allow it, to consider it and to work with it, they said.
when i made some work for one of your classes, after i showed it, your only comment was, why?
i don’t remember that but it sounds like me.