Keira McArthur

I honestly don’t have a clue what I look like from the outside.  Or- I have clues, from friends (hopefully most honest, but still undeniably subject to mood changes & emotional wellbeing), family (often distorted by… family), men who have been drinking in bars (predictable), random encounters with strangers…  and more recently in my Selfie […]

Week 2 of Selfie Project:  goin in… I need to come clean and report that I experienced two days of work paralysis after the shock of posting my face online 4.5 days ago.  I actually needed to sleep off the bewilderment of feeling exposed before I could find my focus again & get back to the work.  I […]

This show project has turned into a kind of Selfie Pilgrimage for me.  I must say, my initial resistance has been a challenge to overcome – I DO so resist, especially when reading articles like this one by James Franco (The Meanings of the Selfie, New York Times, December 2013)  who rationalizes his recently acquired […]

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 […]

I stood grinning on a hill in the spring wind without the protection of my long winter coat and smelled the turning of the planet towards the sun. This Titanic winter season has run amok of the inevitable.  As did the Titans when banished to the underworld and the unsinkable ship when torn by an […]

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 […]

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 […]

This morning’s coffee is warm and it tastes like sunlight.  Arctic air outside blows chimney exhaust north over the rooftops, the morning sun breathes it golden.  March after a months of white skies filled with snowflakes is air that can freeze your nostrils together lit by sun that wakes your roots. I’m in love with […]

Venezuela: http://www.zerohedge.com/news/2014-02-16/whats-going-venezuela-nutshell Ukraine: Russia: Uganda: I did get up early today to watch the Men’s hockey team win gold for Canada.  Good friends, beer & breakfast & gold, then rehearsing for hours afterwards in all the sleepiness.  What a great morning.    I know Canadians who watched from mexico, Japan and France, and the roar […]

Not sure I can do it justice tonight.  There’s a cool change I’m trying to put my finger on…. and a river rock I got in Manhattan in 2009…. I’m not really verbal.  What’s rich for me resides in the resonance and richness of what is visual and tactile and aural – so these blogs […]

I’m drinking good beer in a sunlit window at Free Times Cafe where I used to hang out with my band in the ’80s.  When I arrived the speakers were playing an obscure (to me) Serbian singer doing everything from traditional love songs to hard rock, but now we’re on to Steve Perry – this […]

There’s a very deep drum beating underfoot.  It began last week –  I can always feel it now, steady & slow. Snow is no longer constant,  the air smells different.  We’ve turned the corner in this deep winter. Old, tired things have been examined and released, new ones discovered and developed.   Deep practise continues, but […]