All love song Tuesday is happening over here, a Valentine’s day ritual. There is only one love song I could never do without though, you can find that here.
*Grocery store carnations, putting together a Valentine’s day package for some little ladies that I know, Jimi Hendrix’s loose femme handwriting, salvaging Roses, a box of chocolates from my mum.. sneaky.
Intermission from the usual, J. & I have been working on many projects the last few months. I haven’t written a check yet so I haven’t quite gripped any reality concerning a whole new year. I try to do my best to realize each day as a whole new day and let each year follow without separation from the past. Only when I look at photos capturing the past do I realize it as long ago.
I’ve been thinking of recording video of short performances to add to the website occasionally. As good work & practice naturally unfolds away from the computer for me I haven’t tried this method, but having a lot of new stories to tell I may begin to record this way so that I share. In good time, I will let you all know.
*Photos from top to bottom
White gold Christmas tree, crocheting flowers over the holiday (Grandma would be proud), relaxing in the afternoon, J. looking dapper in his new scarf, Nikon
Currently I am sick and in bed waiting out the end to a cold that I brought back with me over Thanksgiving. Only when you’re sick do you think of all the things you could be doing instead of estimating how many days you think it’s going to take you to feel better (nobody rounds up). When I’m sick I always want to be singing. It is my sneeze free daydream. For the past few days I have been reading, sipping green tea and awaiting my renewal while sifting through recipes online trying to remember how good food tastes.
I estimate one more day. Or two.
Above photos: J. thrifting in Kansas City, flowers to promote getting well
Our good friends, the talented Ben & Grace Krogh are packing up to head West come September making a new home in beautiful Portland. I’ve had such a good time getting to know this duo this past year and it’s sad to see them go. Ben, who is one talented writer and musician spent some time talking with me about music this past Spring in the Silver St. house. You can keep up with their journey at 2320 Miles, a blog that they built for the occasion.
Spending the evening working on one of our favorites. Trying to recreate the initial vibe we had with our first recording of Cross Village but with a more full, precise, sound. J. is departing from the computer to chart music (likely to candlelight) while I am reading at home during my downtime. Having just propped up one of the shakiest bookshelves I’ve ever encountered I have been filling it slowly with my stored books trying to evenly distribute them. Back in Illinois again I am slowly writing and creating. Playing music for myself mostly these past few days.
Collecting photos from this summer thus far. :)
We’ve escaped the hot hot heat of Illinois and have moved far north into the considerably cool breezes for the past couple of weeks. We’re enjoying the mild weather, crisp water and just general relaxing associated with our little escape.
…Our latest recordings and I’m taking time to mention that we’re working on new music tonight. Sipping some Chai (from my least favorite, a black bottomed coffee cup…you can’t see what’s at the bottom!) and waiting to get back to singing. I’m excited to share and will update soon when we get the demo recordings up.
There are days I don’t remember having written anything in weeks. Folded squares of paper then come into view around the room making me realize that I write unconsciously throughout each day. This afternoon I dove into a world of music. A box filled with hundreds of CDs, cassettes, mini discs… my first sony (which I in fact would likely keep over anything else I own). This tangible and completely forgotten trove of music marked every last bit of recording I have ever done and put into perspective … just how long it would take me to listen to all of it! So I attempted to listen for hours (with alternating nods to the other hundreds of CDs not by my own voice that I also retrieved) and got lost until the late evening. I don’t know if I could ever revisit each sound, but I do know that my memory had been awakened and it remembered every last word. Now if only I had the ability to crack open the floppy discs I also found.
Taking a moment from the heated spring day, 95 degrees! We’ve been keeping cool and cleaning house, putting together donations for a local cause. Everyone has been happy to get involved and we’ve accomplished a lot of organizing in only a few days. It reminded me that I’ve wanted to ask all of you about your favorite causes and charities. I intend on beginning a section on my blog/website devoted to causes that I hope to bring attention to in the future and would love to hear your suggestions. Leave a comment or e-mail email@example.com