Geez, I don’t have a photo. Yet, it takes a photo to make something real on social media. But here’s my recent sighting of Laurie Anderson.
On September 11, 2017, at about 6:40 pm, on the way home. Beautiful evening, perfect as the morning of 9/11 in New York. I walked through Bryant Park on 42nd Street in NYC.
Well crowded for after Labor Day, with a surprising number of life-loving but sidewalk-traffic-blocking tourists in the way. (I love them – they remind me how much discovery adds value to life.)
Somehow my eyes focused on a small woman in the center plaza overlooking the grand lawn of Bryant Park.
She was about high as my shoulder – with a Tibetan hat (crossed stripes, like a ski cap, hiding her hair) and loose clothes in muted colors.
To be honest, she looked like a ragged poetess who had at long-last emerged for the first time from her apartment.
But seeing her face – there was a glow of joy.
Was that Laurie Anderson?? I’m not sure – wouldn’t she have Secret Service or something all around her??
She turned toward the lawn and looked at the whole expanse of Bryant Park. Hundreds of happy people in lawn chairs and blankets, getting ready for a performance, hanging out. She literally waved in the beauty.
The beauty of it all seemed to land directly into her heart. She put her hand on her heart and it all hit her – she smiled. I saw her whole body react to taking it all in.
She didn’t know i was watching. I thought, “Oh my god, is that Laurie Anderson?? How can I say how much I love her?? Should I run up and say something??”
I walked past her as she walked toward the 42nd Street NYPL The New York Public Library, which borders Bryant Park.
She was holding a notebook – it’s gotta be Laurie.
According to the unspoken NYC rules, I didn’t rush up to her and ask for a selfie or babble about how much I love her.
Like rare birds, our most precious artists in NYC must be allowed to live their lives and absorb the world without nerdy dweebs like me interfering. I remembered seeing Laurie and Lou at Sheridan Square circa 2008. Uplifting.
Googling later on, I saw she had just won the 2017 Venice Film Festival Award for Best VR Experience, for the virtual-reality film La Camera Insabbiata, with Hsin-Chien Huang.
Check it out – as always, she’s three steps ahead of us: