August 22

day 2:

We have set up a kitchen space and general hostel-type foyer space come lounge room come public setting for private space improvisations.  

After 1st kitchen impro, just being alone in the kitchen of a shared house with Sally.

sense of setting up, or putting my mark on the room, getting glasses out of a box that someone has bought as a gift.

Niceness of knowing there was no-one around, enjoying that

Very aware of that 'quiet house' soundscape....leaves blowing, daylight, faint wisp of people, tapping on the window.  It's pleasant, its potentially sad in a way.

There was a computer set up on the bench:  checking it to see if anyone has made contact, if anyone is on-line, looking at the time in Spain.

There came a feeling of why bother checking the time?  i'm here now, i need to be here.

Decision to sit on kitchen bench not chair

Looking around making comparisons between this place and an apartment in Spain.  Not judging, comparing

Playing with the lemon in the cup, tapping the window, tapping the chair, trying some words out in another language.  Fiddley.

Question:  What does she drink?  What does she read?  At the moment she is over being sitting and quiet what does she turn to to do?

She eats slowly and bitsy. She's not that focussed on food, or more, she gets distracted by other things.  Cultures have informed her eating likes.  At a dinner table, she would engage more in conversation than in food.

There would be situations where that might change... if the food really hit the spot, maybe for taste, maybe for need, maybe from some late night boozy session.

She'd not a big drinker, likes beer.

Wears flat boots

Espresso coffee on the stove

Whole bits in tea (lemon, ginger etc)

She's not fussy about what type of food she eats, Particular, but not fussy, about things in general.  She knows what she likes.

Sally has been in this place for a while.

memories of friendship, being alone in this house. Friendships that aren't here.  'I've made this decision, I am here, this is home, what do I want now?  How Do I find the reason for being here...'

She's made a choice, she's trying to find a way to stick to it. No thoughts in that impro of 'going back', but there was sadness at the feelings that weren't here, of not finding them again... doubting.

At least there was comfort in not feeling the need to be identifies with a career.  Has interests but no need to be something.

She doesn't search for culture through books, its just there in her consciousness.