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reflections through the curtain of haze; England emerges into salience

The first leg of my journey is done. This morning I arrived at Kuala Lumpur airport looking quite large with clothing– not ideal for this 26 degree, 6 am weather. Of course, I am preparing myself for a chilly London evening (always in relativity to Brisbane weather). As I was sitting here writing this, waiting … Continue reading reflections through the curtain of haze; England emerges into salience

recollection of resonances

There has been a short period of silence from the 'Bog-blog' primarily due to the intensity of this noisy festival schedule of back-to-back rehearsals and a concert each day. It's unrelenting but here is a recollection of the past few days which have seemed to me much longer than just "a few days." ...composed connections... … Continue reading recollection of resonances

a few crayons, graphic scores and a concert of unlit cigarettes

I've been caught up in this incredible whirlwind of sound, energy and activity over the past few days and it's been hard to catch a breath away from the flute and the festival. Myriad things have taken place– from going to the Joy of Music School and presenting performing and making graphic scores with Knoxville families … Continue reading a few crayons, graphic scores and a concert of unlit cigarettes

Paganini under inspection…

...a tale in retrospect... I am so often selected for random airport checks- security and customs that I am beginning to ponder whether I exude an aura which screams-“please pick me!” Or perhaps it may also be attributed to the brightly clothing or my inability to resist smiling at people... The Houston, Texas department of … Continue reading Paganini under inspection…

sweltering in fahrenheit, walking in miles and eating in pounds

It was just after midnight when I arrived at Volunteer Hall, or Vol Hall as the students and residents of the University of Tennessee (UT) term it. The front desk representative, despite not knowing any of the surrounding street names seemed quite amused that my uber driver could not find the entrance to the ginormous … Continue reading sweltering in fahrenheit, walking in miles and eating in pounds