Keira McArthur

This 2015 Canadian election. I don’t want to know how many hours I’ve spent online trying to write through and responding to ‘stick with the brand’ thinking, or the conversations that possibly should have been more focused on personal issues. At the beginning of each day I tear myself from Guardian articles and online debates about […]

I’ve had sleepovers in three different friend’s houses now, and one at my studio.  The houses I’ve stayed at in town play constant musical obsessive repetitive drips in counterpoint to their ticking analogue clocks. Our entire small city shares the consequences of too-shallow water mains and fast-creeping frost. We are either frozen here, or dripping […]

Candles are lit at 6:22am.  They burn straight up with no flicker, and this mesmerizes me – that fire can be so still. It has been stiflingly hot here for days – heavy sun from skies pregnant with this rain and well beyond term.  I played cello outside in it for two days at mid-day, […]

Music music all day yesterday – Jacqueline duPre while I traveled south in the morning, then a discussion about building an effective system for music education in Owen Sound with someone who, with certainty, knows how it’s done.  Then some information about Dr. Suzuki, who has changed the world with music pedagogy (like sistema in […]

The sense of openness continues long after Irene has gone to bed and been piped out of the park.  It’s as though the parade brought them home here through our house – Sarah Slean, Royal Wood, Oscar Lopez, the Lemon Bucket Orchestra, The Rwandan guys, The Powerful Women from New Zealand, The MacKenzie Blues Band […]