In living colour

The set for Dialogues des Carmelites: design Holly Meyer-Dymny This week we’ve been filming for our student opera at Laurier–a totally digital production of Poulenc’s Dialogues des Carmelites. I learned the entire role of the Old Prioress (kind of a...

Apology to my Artist Child

This week I’ve spent some time apologizing to the artist within me. I have been saying sorry for being bossy and not letting her speak unhindered. I realize how often I stifle the joyous being inside, assuming that in my infinite professorial wisdom that I must...

I, too, can be free

The Heart of a Woman (Alice Philipp, 2020) @alicetookmypicture I had an epiphany this week. It happened in the first of two recording sessions for my upcoming concert program for our (currently all-digital) Music at Noon series at Laurier. Normally a situation that...

Swearing a blue streak

Lots of ruminating on the shadow self this past week, as I have discovered the Art of Swearing to access my inner voice. I’ve been using profanity to tap into aspects of myself that I tend to suppress, and seeing some interesting results. Often my voice seems...

Finding home

An ice house, seen on my neighbourhood walk last week I feel as though I am finding my home in singing, after more than 40 years of practice. Strange how the journey to one’s home can be so circuitous, so laborious, so long-winded. And then you find it, right in...

Taming my inner tyrant

On a sombre day after an angry mob stormed the US Capitol, I’ve been pondering tyrants and their tirades. The tyrannical have a tendency to lash out wildly and indiscriminately, leaving chaos in their wake. They are unpredictable, volatile, dangerous....