I have too many words to say. I talk too much, write too much, can be Too Much. But it's just that there are too many words to say. And sometimes it feels like I get lost in them. Lost in their possibility, Yes. Lost in their beauty, Maybe. Lost in their overwhelming expectations, Definitely.... Continue Reading →
to conjure you
"I am not furnished like a beggar, therefore to beg will not become me; my way is to conjure you..."
remembering myself
I had the unparalleled embarrassment and joy of watching a video of myself from 7 years ago the other day.
I gave grief a different name
This is a poem I wrote recently. I don't pretend to be a poet, but I'm challenging myself to share more of what I create - so here you go!
the size of a canvas
One of my favourite creative and pedagogical concepts is one that I have dubbed 'canvas size'.
start somewhere
I have never made a sponge cake.
once upon a time
Once upon a time there was a character in a story.
if you can’t say something nice
Clearly, I have not been sharing anything that I've been making for a while.
the pressure to be meaningful
Is all art meaningful?
new music for friday
Time for some new music.
