Heart and mind, heart and mind. I was teaching a transcribed Bach Air to one of my cello students today and was brought to tears, once again, by the beauty of that music. Such a dance between air and sea, earth and sky, leaf and root. I’d forgotten what day it was, actually, until my … More #Water, and Bach’s Air
twenty extra minutes uphill, but it didn’t feel like it because of Dire Straits and Jake Coco. In fact, my wings carried me up that hill in time with the music, and then I was soaring high high above everything where the horizon is curved, warm sun on my back. My theory is this: I’m … More Wings
This is social media experiment in making art. As I worked through the process of this painting I wondered whether I could actually describe that process in a series of photos, and tell the story of the piece as it becomes itself. Might be neato. I’ve started this with my cover photos on facebook, but … More Letting go
The cicadas sing their doppler song of midsummer. We are dry as long-dead bones pressed into rock and exposed to a thousand years of sun. Grass is brown, frogs huddle under leaves in watered gardens to protect their skins from shriveling. You can hear wood and metal expand in the 10 am heat. The sky … More before the rain that ends the drought
