I appreciate musical and visual arts in a deep and intuitive way, but without maintaining much of a repertoire of what, who, when, and where. Exception: a deeply memorable performance by cellist Lynn Harrell and the Los Angeles Philharmonic, of the Ligeti Concerto for Cello and Orchestra, one Sunday afternoon years ago.
Forgive a neophyte's enthusiasms, but I began going to yoga classes a year ago and am somewhat addicted now, to a diversity of instructors and their styles. Some of this brings back memories of gymnastics circa age five. I credit yoga with a step-function improvement in certain crucial windsurfing skills, and in coordinated functional fitness that machine exercises were not doing much for.
My life path has been atypical, with a significant past interval having been occupied with caregiving for a parent.
Engineer by day, medium/low-skilled windsurfer and occasional paddleboarder for recreation. I experiment in an arcane area of ceramics that exercises a penchant for alchemy.