I have lots of blessings watching over my work today:
Fear is the lock / And laughter the key to your heart
How beautiful is that? And how applicable to the artist’s journey. To any journey, actually. I’m thinking I may write this one down and post in a place where I’ll see it regularly.
Those lines have been playing through my head since last night, when I watched The Music Never Stopped, a fascinating movie about a guy with a brain tumor who can’t form new memories — except when he’s listening to the music he grew up with in the ’60s. It’s based on “The Last Hippie,” an essay by Oliver Sacks, the neurologist and writer famous for his books about (among other things) memory and music. Continue reading
Last week, I took a walk at the Mason Farm Biological Reserve in Chapel Hill. It’s one of my favorite spots. Walking there, it almost feels like you’re far, far away from human civilization. Lots of big, big trees, quiet pathways, and lovely undisturbed open spaces where bluebirds and other birds like to live. I saw a new barn owl box in one field, put up by my friend Mark and others of the local Audubon Society – very cool. Continue reading
Last week, after Christmas, Erin and I visited our fabulous friend Shelly and her family in the lovely North Carolina mountains near Asheville. After a great day of bumming around Asheville, we were all thrilled when it started snowing! You piedmont-dwellers know how it is: with so few chances for snow in Chapel Hill, snow almost always feels extra magical.
That is, it felt extra magical until we began driving home from Asheville on windy, unsalted mountain roads. Continue reading