Stopped by the opening of an exhibition of art by ACC students, where my friend John had a piece showing. Bumped into several familiar faces there.

Proceeded from there to firenight. Because it was Goddess Night at our usual hangout, we met at the tunnels under MoPac, where they have the hippie full-moon drum circles. Despite the lack of amenities, it was a fun place to spin fire–we got down inside the tunnels to spin, which resulted in some interesting shots. I didn’t bring my tripod this time, but still managed. John made his way there, late (after going from his art opening to his blacksmithing class). Things wrapped up a little after 11:00, and John, Bob, Bean and I stopped by the nearby Magnolia Cafe for some late-night snacks.

So tonight, I got together with Andrew to work on choreography for a synchro routine that he and I will be doing in an upcoming show.

I had mapped out all the moves in meticulous detail, with cues showing which measure the moves came in at. Or so I thought. For one thing, I was counting half-time for about the first two minutes of the song, and then started counting on the beat. So my metrical counts are really screwed up, and we wound up spending about half an hour working out how I had intended it. Plus I had a few counting errors apart from that.

But even if all that stuff were perfect, there was still a layer of detail I hadn’t reached–figuring out which direction move A needs to start on in order to set up move B correctly, and that sort of thing. Being able to enter and exit a move in synch with the other guy. Doing the same move the same way, knowing exactly where each hand is going to be when exiting a move. This is a real learning experience.