(vidya) buccie d'arancie

..but now am found

Today the pieces of the puzzle kind of fell together. I decided on Thursday that I was going to head down the orange peel path, but worried that they wouldn't dry in time. However, not only have they begun to dry sufficiently, but they have complied to my manipulation. With wire as my holding material, I have been rolling/wrapping/bending/folding them and then removing the wire once they're dry (see photos). In addition, I discovered the perfect spot for my little orange space. There's a window in front of my desk. On the other side is a little alcove with a ledge about 3 feet higher in front of a pretty iron grate in the shape of a lunette overlooking a wonderful field with brambles and grass and a shed and a clothesline. I love it.
I also met my new Italian friend today, an old man named Rosario who loves the arts. He walked around the Uffizi with me and took me to a violin concert, where I finally made real my concept for Regan's drawing project, which will be some combination of sound recordings and drawings as postcards. The music moved me and just altogether it was bellissimo.

Oh, I should probably mention my two starting points. From my subjective drawing I will draw the idea of using different visual languages side by side (this came initially with the inclusion of wire with my orange peels, but I may abandon it completely. From my film, "La Finestra Del Fronte", in which a woman fantasizes about the man (and life) she sees through the window at her kitchen sink, I extract the concept of seeing through one space into another. I find all sorts of these natural framing devices everywhere here in the city and it's like the architecture is trying to show us little bits of the world beyond.