Never sure quite what it is that gets you into action. Something happened, a little break, and everything came alive. Maybe I am inside the head of the people that read this.
There is more than Amsterdam, more than London, for what is a small city, this season of performances is the best I have seen anywhere. The art goes on forever in buildings across the town, and there was the art festival, more than anyone could consume or perhaps would need. I will be back for longer; for now I have my notes and a way forward. I quit Twitter too. I am tired of it, its owners, and the waste.
