All I need is the air that I breathe

Breathing the Air of Art: first post-COVID visit to the AGO, August 2020 Last week’s post examined the idea of an artist’s selfishness, and I’ve been thinking more about that since. The space we need to make art, to create, is largely a personal one,...

So selfish

Apologies once again to my readers…somehow life seems to be interfering with my blogging discipline of late. I began this post last week and then promptly forgot. It’s a topic I’ve been ruminating on for a bit, because I think it affects many...

Taking a vacation

Everybody needs a vacation. And this week I’m getting mine. So no deep thoughts, no meditations in public forums, nothing but rest and relaxation. As you read this, I’m at a cottage somewhere near Georgian Bay in Ontario, enjoying the company of my...

Loving what is

My practice in the last week or two has very much been focused on this principle, embodied in the book by the same name by Byron Katie. I’ve been sitting more deeply in who I am: as a human, as a musician, as a singer, and just owning it. I’ve been...

How not to recoil from the hug

I’ve been pondering several things this week in my practice, but a major theme has been self-love. In recognition of the fact that my singing journey is very connected to my life journey, I observe that I tend to recoil from the hug. That is to say that, when I...