Attend a concert of Balinese dance and music. Didn’t know what to expect. Said to my friend, “If this is boring, let’s leave in the middle.” Left the theatre dizzy and disoriented. I had never seen such beauty before. Close my school and travel to Bali to study mask dance with I Nyoman Kakul. He invited me to perform with him in village and temple celebrations. Return to Berkeley with a collection of masks and change the course of my work to center around physical technique and mask performance.
