at 21 i was a young performance artist and around id run with art school dudes and we would spend our days perfecting public pieces we would spend our nights acting rude wed throw food fights make a mess all while dressed up as chefs a single week we tried our best to only speak in adjectives intentions often misunderstood we did it cause we knew that we could performance 209 would be our grande finale on the right foul line of a baseball game our most ambitious piece it took days of preparation that october eve we created the wave a lost footnote in history a staple of the mlb created by my friends and me we were only 23 but the wave it long outlasted us now we don t talk all that much we all grew up and all lost touch never speak a mention of the credit but forget it were good we did it cause we knew that we could now im a 53 small business owner my kids dont believe me because ive got no proof the oldest seventeen wants to be a light technician takes more pictures weekly than i have of my youth and i often think about the days of interrupting baseball games and wonder if id be the same if id documented everything like kids who come into the store taking photos when they re bored i pick myself up off the floor acknowledge i created for feeling of creating whats good i did it cause i knew that i could
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