Jane Ellen


Remembering Memories


The cries of Canadian geese, of cormorants and seagulls; the gentle ripple of a lake, the roar of the ocean tide, and the sound of boats on the water; the stony silence of a bald eagle on a river pylon, the cry of a blue jay, the tapping of a woodpecker, and the song of a mockingbird; the echoes of a fife played strangely out of tune, the war cry of wild turkeys, a ferry bell ... such was the soundtrack of my week in Tidewater, Virginia.

Faeryland at Dawn


The sun is rising later as seasons shift and mornings grow colder. Where once on lazy Saturdays the sun shone in my eyes to awaken me, it's now closer to half-seven before it finally peeks its lazy head above the horizon.

"I'm swamped ..."


Earlier this week a friend posted a quotation from The Princess Bride on my Facebook page: "... I've got my country's 500th anniversary to plan, my wedding to arrange, my wife to murder and Guilder to frame for it; I'm swamped!"

A Visit to Santa Fe


I ran away to Santa Fe last Friday evening.

Back on the Radio


Last Monday I had the privilege of being in the studio with producer Paul Ingles recording material for an upcoming episode of Peace Talks. I've always enjoyed radio work, but it's been a while since I've been in a radio studio.

Arthur Redux


Several months ago I wrote a post in my old blog about having been deluged by spam addressed to a person unknown to me, the mysterious Arthur N. To my surprise I've had several enquiries over the past few weeks regarding Arthur and his email deliveries. (Not bad, when I didn't think anyone even read that post!). The best bit came from my friend Chris in response to an email about the planned deletion of my former blog:

Lucy Kaplansky ... almost


Last Thursday I went with friends to the ABQ BioPark Botanic Garden for the final Summer Nights Concert, featuring New York-based folk singer Lucy Kaplansky. It was my first visit to the park, and I was eager to hear Kaplansky, largely because I had seen her name mentioned over the years alongside Eliza Gilkyson and Nanci Griffith.

Harnessing the Creative Muse


I know a few artists (composers, painters, authors) who are able to set a schedule to create and make it work. There are probably a lot of creative people who are able to function that way, but in my experience there are far more who are engaged in a constant battle with their own personal creative muse.

I think part of the problem may be that many artists remain at the "partially creative" stage, meaning that even if they're completely self-employed, they're often involved in other activities besides their actual craft. They may be teaching or coaching within their field, and the artist doesn't always have the freedom to schedule creative time on a regular daily basis.

Lost Between Two Worlds


I've always been a bit of a mystery to friends, as well as myself. I have a hybrid accent from living in widely different locales on both sides of the Atlantic, along with the quirky distinction of choosing not to write in so-called Microsoft or American English unless submitting an article for a US-based publication.

East Nashville Rambling Revue


It was my good fortune to spend the last two evenings enjoying the music of Nashville-based Americana artists Eric BracePhil Lee, and Tom Mason. The trio of singer/songwriters are working their way through New Mexico on their way to a gig at the historic Sheridan Opera House in Telluride, Colorado. Those who attended concerts at The Range Café in Bernalillo and Apple Mountain Music in 'burque were lucky to witness two different sides of these amazing musicians.

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