Today's improv seems to quantify what I feel things have been adding up to since August 15. I started all those days ago with an insecurity that I didn't have the tools to improvise. Then, somehow, my language started to grab hold here and there, drawing from different influences, but namely classical traditions. Sometimes the grabs were pretty abstract... other times acutely clear. Often, my impressions were hazy, but I feel like they are coming together all on their own.
So many times I've tried to force things into place, but when I let them do what they're going to do, I get something different and even more special than I could've ever imagined.
Here we go, Day 294: https://ia800308.us.archive.org/16/items/Improv6312/20120603194823.mp3