Leafs and St Louis Blues are skating like mad 2.5 feet above my head, with a soundtrack announcer who could clearly like the Leafs to tie it up & stay in the game. 2nd period, 13 minutes to go. I’m writing in a local bar so I can get some distance from the #Selfie project that so … More #Selfie 1: Right then.
Home to find the Shire bathed in sunlight and still buried in snow. Three days home and yet another winter storm howls and screams at my north windows. It’s mid-march. I don’t feel in any way inclined to take pictures of this weather. But oh my studio is warm warm. Full of echoes left from … More The Sweet Ouch
Another snow-day gift… So I’m throwing paint again: I find myself working in the round. hmmm. walking through fire, maybe? in Tibet? These are all underpaintings, and they’re all humming loudly. I’m excited to see what happens next, and next… This canvas is many paintings that have all been painted over – I think the … More New Rounds
Although I can’t see it through the opaque winter sky I can feel it: the moon is full. With the able help of cellists Carol Mulder and Sibylle Ruppert my excellent mom and I performed David Popper’s Requiem for three celli and piano for our Industrial Ancestors yesterday evening. Folk came out to witness as … More Ravel and the Moon
We were in my studio where almost every inch of wall, floor table and shelf is crammed with stuff in process and use, with tools, & paint & vine charcoal & buttons & books & thread & blank paper & other paper covered with notes or ideas or solo, duet, trio, quartet or orchestral music. … More How do you know?
Interesting, isn’t it, that we divide ‘commercial’ music from ‘real’ music? When in fact all music is consumed, and all professional musicians are in the business of earning a living – no matter what genre they play in. We say to our kids – no don’t be a musician, you’ll never make it, it’s too … More This business of music
The morning is still still and grey weighed down by two feet of spring snow. Even the sky is heavy. The birds do their best to lighten things up but we have no warm welcome for them this year after the long flight north. Just heavy grey, heavy snow, covered in old rabbit tracks. It … More green gathers under