Here I am in my new studio, with just a tiny sampling of my work behind me!
The physical transition was completed with my arrival in San Mateo last Saturday at 4 pm.
I can't even begin to describe the beauty I witnessed while crossing Utah and Nevada on I-80: the colors of rock, the shades of tan, the raw umbers, burnt siennas-- I finally realized where Crayola got the names for some of the crayons that I used from my 64-color box.
The mountain peaks reaching up to scrape snow or rain out of the clouds, or was it the clouds leaning down to be scratched like Baloo the bear in Jungle Book?
The clouds hovering over the Great Salt Lake, the snow draped peaks with the deep blue-green of the tree lines in a band of color below, while the spring-yellow slope that rose to meet the tawny border that separates them all like the fancy parfait treats made by my mother.
The perspective I learned in art class in Junior High was demonstrated with the long road to infinity stretched ahead.
Towns every two hours apart, a family friend to visit in Reno, the foggy, snowy Sierras which gave way instantly to SPRING! The bright orange of California poppies and the white bobbing heads of jonquils on springy green stems.
I didn't come close to hearing everything I'd planned to hear from my iPod, but instead kept repeating tracks over and over to sing with Holly Near, Sandy and Pat of Emma's Revolution, Jim Croce and more.
So now I am here, learning my way around, correcting forwarding errors at the post-office, finishing the fiscal transitions and sitting on my back porch, watching the planes in their final approach across the Bay to SFO.
Pinch me!
Showing posts with label san mateo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label san mateo. Show all posts
Tuesday, March 4, 2014
Friday, February 14, 2014
Homeless or On Tour?
Two days ago the moving truck pulled away from our Fort Collins home of 10 years.
Yesterday after a couple of landfill/recycling/hazard waste runs, a pawn shop visit, the packing of my car with my two-weeks worth of clothes, instruments and gear, and the beautiful restoring power of the "final housecleaner", I signed the papers to transfer ownership of the house to just the right couple who have been looking for a long time and jumped on the PRE-availability of our house on Christmas Eve.
Because I had no idea how long it would take to sell the house, I booked northern work (in North Carolina and northern Colorado) through the end of February. So, I have no home here anymore, but my spouse and our pooch are now safely ensconced in a rental house that will become our new home in San Mateo and all of our stuff is in a truck in-between us.
So, with so much stuff and a place eventually to put it, I can't rightly say I'm homeless.
So I will say I'm on tour, based in a place I've never lived and have only visited a few times. But that is where my love now lives and as Valentine's Day arrives, is where my heart beats and yearns.
Thanks to the generosity of my friend, Paul, and pets Roxy and Orra, I have a place to park in Fort Collins until the car points west to leave this wonderful home of 17 years in my rear-view mirror.
Of course, I may not be able to see it....
Yesterday after a couple of landfill/recycling/hazard waste runs, a pawn shop visit, the packing of my car with my two-weeks worth of clothes, instruments and gear, and the beautiful restoring power of the "final housecleaner", I signed the papers to transfer ownership of the house to just the right couple who have been looking for a long time and jumped on the PRE-availability of our house on Christmas Eve.
Because I had no idea how long it would take to sell the house, I booked northern work (in North Carolina and northern Colorado) through the end of February. So, I have no home here anymore, but my spouse and our pooch are now safely ensconced in a rental house that will become our new home in San Mateo and all of our stuff is in a truck in-between us.
So, with so much stuff and a place eventually to put it, I can't rightly say I'm homeless.
So I will say I'm on tour, based in a place I've never lived and have only visited a few times. But that is where my love now lives and as Valentine's Day arrives, is where my heart beats and yearns.
Thanks to the generosity of my friend, Paul, and pets Roxy and Orra, I have a place to park in Fort Collins until the car points west to leave this wonderful home of 17 years in my rear-view mirror.
Of course, I may not be able to see it....
Friday, November 1, 2013
Changes: A New Nest for the Owl
But today's post is about a change in venue. But not the ones to which I travel to perform and teach. This time the venue change is the location of where I'll return.
My spouse is a pastor, and after nearly 17 years of joyful and grateful service to the campus of Colorado State University through Lutheran Campus Ministry, she has resigned her call in order to accept the call to be Pastor of St. Andrews Lutheran Church in San Mateo, California.
The timing of the change is certain for Connie, who will begin her service on January 1, 2014, but is less certain for me, since I will remain behind to fix up and prep our house for sale and stay with it until it sells. So, I am assuming I'll be around for a couple of months, anyway.
I will continue teaching and performing and traveling, while preparing to re-root Owl Mountain Music, Inc. in its third nest since beginning in 1990. For those of you keeping score: Kansas City, MO, Fort Collins, CO and now San Mateo, CA.
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| Dancing at Aunt Darline's 1984 |
There are some other changes that have been underway this year:
I am also excited that I've been able to let go of responsibility for the Colorado Dulcimer Festival, which I began and ran for 10 years with a dedicated crew of volunteers. These volunteers have incorporated and are planning to carry it on for several years into the future!
And, I am delighted that Scott Berwick has been elected to the office of Secretary-Treasurer of the Traveling Musicians Union, Local 1000 AFM. He takes over when my term ends on Dec 31st of this year.
So, now I am in the process of shedding, shredding and packing in preparation! All activities which make a perfect fit with autumnal rhythms. Let's dance!
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