I’ve just gotten my confirmation for a creative writing workshop that starts next week.

It’s an advanced class and I was worried that I wouldn’t be to carve out enough writing time.  But now I can!

This is great!

I enjoy rinsing the creme rinse out of my daughter’s hair using a grey plastic elephant shaped watering can that I bought as a prop in South Paris, Maine during that summer when I studied with Avner Eisenberg and Julie Goel back in the last century when Hilary Chaplin and Stanley Allen Sherman were there too and a milestone was acknowledged when Avner realized that this was the first summer session at Celebration Barn in which every single participant had an e-mail address.  Wow.

Back to school.

Back to work.

Back to whateveritisthatido.

We ate breakfast then we had to get on the road.

We are New Yorkers after all.

But first, $10 for half an hour of Segway in a parking lot–worth every penny.

On the way home we stopped in New Bedford, Mass to have some Moby Dick moments.

And now we’re were back in Brooklyn.

A walk on the beach.

The whale watching charter was cancelled because of the fog so clowns with kids went to Bass River Sports World for mini golf and arcade games.  Hey we’re clowns!   It’s all good!

A swim in the indoor pool.

Tonight is the dressiest night.

Dinner.

Roasting Steve Smith–like a marshmallow!

Followed by the auction–and somehow we end up with baskets of plastic circus crap AND Marvin Martian!

Greg DeSanto’s International Clown Hall Of Fame and  Research Center deserves all the support it can get!!!

It was so great to see and catch up with my RBBB Clown College classmate Lorraine Gilman, now a puppeteer based in Boston, and to learn all about the Chuck Jones Center for Creativity at the reunion hosted by our Clown College classmate Jay Stewart to which I have less than six degrees of separation because Chuck Jones came to visit our Clown College class in Venice, Florida…  Life is Good!

We’ve got the rental car. We’ve packed our bags. My Kid has her bear and her doll safely strapped into toy car seats and we are on the road–on the way to Cape Cod for the Clown College Reunion, hosted by none other than the great and powerful Jay Stewart!
Wheeeee!

This is what clown is meant to be. So specific and individual some of it inspired by Joel’s gig in Germany and his divorce.  Yet I can watch it and think about graduate school applications and raising children. This is the best kind of clown.

Apparently it was Stanley Allen Sherman’s turn to blog tonight and he had this to say about me:

“and Katherine M. Horejsi cleaned up the stage between the acts and set the props. Katherine played a mean, stern, take-no-guff-from-anyone clown. All of her actions were truthful and to the point, and it is the best work I have seen her do. Just the simple acts of picking something up and how she did it were captivating. Each object got its own special attention. After the show she told me it is her Mean Mom Clown.”