Hazards and safeties.
I have such a love affair with early cinema that it is nearly dangerous for me to teach: it's too hard to stop, too hard to come down once I get started on what I know, what I wish I knew, what I know some of but want to know more about.
I'm proud to report a word count of -267. That's nearly a page. I'm perhaps equally proud to say that as of this week, I am formally someone's piano pupil again. Thursday is my first lesson, and tonight I did my first practice session since June, remembering with each key I hit why it is that playing is good for me: it's one more labor that can't be done all at once, one more field where the body needs time to learn its way and to keep to it.