Executive Board meeting las night. It took place in the basement bicycle storage room, a venue that was decided on last week while I was on email hiatus. It is a most peculiar, dreamlike space for such a gathering. This is the first board meeting that I didn’t spend at least several hours preparing for. I didn‘t read the previous minutes, I’d quickly reviewed financials. I made the decision yesterday that tending to the Dreamways website is my Job, and it takes precedence over HOA stuff. At the meeting I felt perfectly present, but rather distanced from the proceedings. I wasn’t taking anything personally.
I realize that I’ve been taking HOA stuff much too personally and much to seriously. I’ve been attached to having HOA operations run smoothly and efficiently. The problem being not smoothness or efficiency, but, rather, my attachment to them. I’ve placed myself in a stance where I felt that how HOA things take place is something that I myself am to be judged for. It is the Jaunarājs family paradigm, where I take on responsibility for others‘ behaviors, believing that I will be judged and criticized for others‘ words and actions. So hard it is, for me to let go of such beliefs and my action patterns that stem from them.
Gayle announced that she will not run for office at the annual meeting, she experiencing a lack of time. It is interesting that she, seemingly one of the louder recall voices, so quickly bails out of office. Yes, being on the HOA does involve a commitment of time that could be spent in any number of more pleasant ways.
After talking to Bathsheba at the Board meeting, It seems that now-ex property manager Colton was not being up-front in his job, saying he’d taken care of tasks that were actually undone. He also seemed to favor particularly long lunch hours in order to meet with his girlfriend or to work out at the gym. (He also works as a model.) He is a charmer, that’s for sure. I guess he charmed Barbard, but the charm wore off.
People are a hoot, that’s for sure.
F and I yesterday visited the Denver Art Museum’s just finished Hamilton building, Libeskind’s first U.S. architectural baby to be completed. It was a marvelous experience for me. I really do like the edifice, inside and out. Inside, it feels light and spacious, all sorts of intersecting planes of white with soaring spaces. It is not at all cold feeling, but visually looks ike some sort of grand Arctic palace of ice and light. The gallery spaces are large and roomy, particularly appropriate venues for large modernist works. The building feels to me like a world-class museum space.