October 2, 2009

After work and dinner, I attended one of the several art events that the city holds semiannually - GalleryNight. The event I attended was in the Mound St Yoga Center. It lasted about 30 minutes and consisted of several dance/installation pieces, one of which my friend participated. Their piece was about 7 minutes long and had to do with apples. The apples were brought out onto the stage area in red wagon and then strewn about the floor, after the dancers performed their installation in full, they ended by slicing up the apples and serving them to the audience; sort of Brechtian. The piece was charming and quaint, and I thought the best of the offerings. The Yoga center is celebrating its 25th year, so there was lots of vegan cake around with Prosecco. I had some water as I was parched from walking 3 miles to the event (I wanted to see how long it took to walk from my house to that area, about 35 minutes.) So, I got in a good hour of exercise in the deal.

Camp Randall is surreal when it is all dark and no on around. In walking through Kendall Street where many of the leisure liberal class resides, the street and houses are set up nice, but with my experience, theses little liberal bastions, like other across cities in the USA, are profusely congested by cars. I find it funny that most of these people would consider themselves environmentally conservative, but are truly liberal when it comes to using and owning automobiles; I think there was one for almost every tree on the blocks I walked.