… that were wasted because I couldn’t make it. I had plenty of time to go to the later 9pm show which was some sort of dance interpreting the Rothkos. Note from the future: I ended up staying like 8 hours at the rothkos and going to that night’s interpretive dances for free. They were good but not great solo dances but were elevated by the crowd of people sitting on the floor with rapt attention, the good sound engineering, and the elevated feeling of the Rothkos all around us. One dancer I actually recorded on my phone and I think her way of interpreting the rothkos was just not to do a tremendous amount of movement. Also, I talk about it in a later entry but I sat down to drink a beer at the beginning of the reception and connected with this super sweet older couple of a french man and portuguese woman. They invited me to dinner and I in general felt so happy and grateful to connect with people. I’ve felt so rejected by the people in New York and such a weird feeling that I’d completely lost my mojo, so having them feel attracted enough to me to want to invite me over to their house felt so sweet and validating in a way I needed SO badly.