At a gathering, someone comes and says Philip Glass wants to meet me. I walk over and he invites me to come with him. I go, and we wait to exit down a long set of stairs. Some guy cuts across the lawn. We stop halfway to look at a concrete watercourse. I ask him if he’s familiar with Chris Alexander and he says yes. We chat about how important water is to urban design.
Sitting waiting for a choral thing to start. The group comes out, and gathers in an alcove, then throws their stuff in it backwards. They come out to the stage and line up just on the edge and start singing, then slowly move across the stage. It’s odd, curvy with pillars.