The sky painted perfectly with hues of light and dark grey. Just below the multitudes of trees begin to burst with new life. The water moves. Insignificant ripples move along the surface reflecting the green of the trees. This is my view as I sit in the corner of my little cabin reflecting on the sounds of The Singer and The Songwriter.
His strings tickle the calm which dances around in my soul. The Songwriter. Her voice gently accompanies me on an emotional journey. The Singer. And together the sound I hear compels me to write these words.
These songs of retro blues, jazz, and folk take me on an introspective journey. My mind wonders to various themes of imagination. We’ll Get By is a road trip laden with undiscovered friendships and new beginnings. Homebody I’m curled up next to a warm fire with fuzzy socks, sipping chocolate tea. My Favorite Person takes me to some smoky piano lounge, dimmed in blue light and purple haze.
Rachel Garcia and Thu Tran really bring their internal essence to this music. I would encourage you to head over to iTunes so your journey can begin with The Singer and The Songwriter.
Here's a small project I recently worked on for a friend. I'm always amazed at how text on a graphic can really change the look and feel of something, in this case a postcard. For this medium I really like the horizontal text. I think it presents the information in an interesting way.
Being born of Dionysus, I feel especially lucky to have developed a palate for the “Milk of Venus”, and recently I had the opportunity to visit the ever flowing vines of the Yakima Valley. What an amazing sight to witness the hibernating vines against the white of winter. With over 100 wineries Yakima is perhaps one of the oldest wine growing region in the state of Washington.
As the last of the dried, crippled leaves fall from the trees I contemplate my unsettled heart. I have been hiding in the softness of my bubble, a place where the uncertainty of great lands have no reach. In this moment there are many things I could reach for to find comfort in this turbulence. Art seems to always open a window to inspiration. So I will listen to his voice. The foundation of their music began in the every evolving climate of Iceland. The grit, the soul of this band plays heavy on my mood. Somber and hope. So I will let the sound inspire me through this death of greatness and into the state of retrograde.
While other parts of the country are still lingering in the summer heat, fall is quickly appropriating here in the PNW. I have to say this is a welcome change from the simmering oven of a Southern California Fall. With this change comes reflection, a dying of the old to bring forth renewal. It is my hope that the long nights will be the prefect gift for reviving the creative spirit within.
‘I know girls who are fleeing bombs
The song is a poem set to the melodic tunes of a tribe of notes. When you take passion and mold it into a song the results can be profound. So what happens when you take a poem and add a passionate soul?...
She is brave. She is exceptional. She is beauty.
Listen to the words.
I cannot express how much I have grown through the insight of someone’s song. I try to keep topics on this blog positive and in the end I think this is the most positive message for a woman to hear. I also feel this is one of the many points of growth for all of humanity.
The first time I heard Body Love I was sitting at my desk working and the love notes in this song brought me to tears. The spoken word revealed issues of my life that I, and I’m sure many other women have dealt with in their lives. There are definitely some hard truth’s to swallow but the need for them to be spoken and heard is beyond essential, as we are a culture obsessed with the way women look. There is the unattainable idea of beauty that women are expected to fit in.
I recall countless occasions where I have asked the women closets to me to silence the negative self-talk. I affirm this notion by giving gifts like Louise Hay’s audio book Love Your Body. The conversations we have with ourselves is the most important conversation we should ever have. I encourage you to listen to the gift that Mary Lambert sends to all women. Put aside any judgements and ‘love your body the way you’re mother loved your baby feet. ‘
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