Cindy Mochizuki's PAPER: a meal within a story; a story within a meal.
It’s a misty Sunday afternoon, and I am walking down to the ferry dock at the Yaletown Marina. I barely make the recommended 3:15 p.m. arrival time, and a small group of about twelve people is already waiting. Among the group I’m happy to see Momoko and Maki, who both used to work with me until recently at the museum, local writer Lydia Kwa, and of course Cindy Mochizuki, the artist who has brought us all out here.
Cindy’s assistant hands out oversized headphones and gives us instructions on how to handle them. Don’t touch the buttons, he warns, as …