Let us roll all our strength and all

Our sweetness up into one ball,

And tear our pleasures with rough strife

Thorough the iron gates of life:

Thus, though we cannot make our sun

Stand still, yet we will make him run.

                    Andrew Marvell, To His Coy Mistress





During my time at the KITP I discovered surfing. I had a longboard (a loaner from Wati Taylor) and a 7’6’’, which I’d keep in my ocean-view office. When the break looked good I’d stroll down to the point for a session. The swell map from one particularly glorious day is to the left. I’ve since graduated to Kanaha and Ho’okipa on Maui.

Sadly, I now live a fair ways from the ocean. But a good skateboard helps. And now that I’m in Chicago, I also entertain myself with more “civilized” pursuits:

    Chicago Symphony Orchestra

    Chicago Lyric Opera


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