As long I can remember, I’ve always had a song in my heart. Music is innately part of me, the sound coloring every part of my day with something magical and alive. People always ask me what style of music I play. I’ve always found that a very hard question to answer because it changes from season to season. To me the process of creating music is about the exploration of sound. I become entranced with certain sounds and then I carry those influences with me forever: the sounds of the symphony, the woods by my house, the opera, a southern front porch on a Sunday afternoon, the coffee shops in Portland, the oceanic sounds of the western seaboard, the cold timbre of winter in Minnesota, the splash of musical theatre, the soccer field, the city, the radio, the quite books I read and the very loud birds outside my window. It is all music to me.
In 2010 I was changing out my guitar strings. At the time, I was trying to be better about recycling and I was convinced there was something I could do with the strings besides throwing them away. I decided to make them into a necklace and I wore it out that day to see if I could pull it off. A friend suggested I should try making rings and bracelets to and the rest is history.
I still remember being about 10 years old and going to this little art shop in Burnsville, Minnesota not too far from my home town. The smell of paint and a class of just maybe 3 or 4 of us. My first scene was of trees and a river, very fitting to my personality. I continued to paint and draw through high school and college. I’m the type to get on a subject matter and stick with it for a while until the phase has run its course. I go through phases of being obsessed with simple lines, colored pencils, charcoals, sharpies, shapes, and tape. What I’m creating pretty much depends on the day you catch me. Currently I’ve found a new love for flowers as I’m learning to keep plants. Just so long as there is a pop of color!
This week has been a particularly tough week in the news. It is hard to know how to process everything going on in our cultural climate where there are attack everywhere. I often don’t know how to respond. One thing I’m learning about myself though, is that what I really need the most during these […]
I’ve decided that ice cream makes everything better. Do you agree?
Yep, you heard me right. I threw a belligerently drunk man (who was basically heckling the performers! what?), out of my writers round the other night. Right there during the middle of a performance, I told him he was insulting me, called for security and asked him to leave (for the record, the crowd cheered). For those of you who know me well, […]
It has been 3 months and 7 days since I broke my leg playing rec soccer. And today, I’ve officially been walking on my own two feet for 13 of those days (with a small brace of course). Yep, it was a really bad break. Though I’m still hobbling around, it feels pretty good getting […]
2015 is here! My conversations with friends the past few days have surrounded reflections on the past year, new resolutions for the year ahead, and just a general celebration of life. One thing on my heart tonight for the new year is the desire to conquer fear. I find that I am often held back […]
One of the most interesting things about having spent the past 12 years in California is that we didn’t have seasons. As I sit in my cosy little basement sipping hot tea while curled up in a blanket, I am just more aware of the shift in season. Interestingly enough, I grew up in Minnesota […]
I finally got my furniture. Yes, it came 30 days beyond when the moving company said it would arrive leaving me to sleep on an aerobed for a month (thank you Kevon & Annie). Other than a bit of a sore back, this has been an incredible time of discovery. My mood has admittedly been […]
The past seven years have been filled with sunshine, self-discovery, yoga, friends, and wine country. This has been an invaluable time in my life where I’ve experienced a lot of personal healing and self-acceptance. Running in the mountains, I learned to let go of love lost. Playing volleyball on the beach, I learning to pursue […]
What is a wifferdill you ask? Wiktionary defines a wifferdill as an an aerobatic manoeuvr in aviation in which an aircraft makes a series of very tight turns in order to reverse its direction of travel. My dad is a pilot. He loves big planes and little planes alike. He and my mom are considering […]