the mediocrity of this administration has made me so blue. I startd early in the day with a rant abt the president whose very name blackens my lips. but I put it away in draft mode.
my day went on. I read a bit of the Britten bio. then I recalld among my hundreds of old-fashiond videotapes which I never look at was a documentary abt the composer.
how sublime to spend time tonite listening to his music hearing his family & friends speak abt him watching old footage. when Peter Pears describes Britten dying in his arms the tears came. less tears of sadness at a too-early death of an artist but tears of joy that he had such love & achievement in his life.
the only way I'll survive these black times is thru art.