Where You Were and Where You Are

As one gets older, it is widely believed that one gets accustomed to getting older. I suppose that’s true to an extent. A small extent. For getting older is not the same as riding a bike or learning another such skill. Every time you get older, you’re in new territory. Every time you have a … Continue reading Where You Were and Where You Are

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This post has one title; I have two.

Every artist is familiar with the uncomfortable feeling of being too far away from creative projects for too long; I was a bit nervous that I wouldn’t find something soon enough down south. But, boy, I sure did arrive in Atlanta at the right time. Right about the time we moved down here, I met … Continue reading This post has one title; I have two.

What I’ll miss about living in Chicago

I have lived in Louisville, KY; Cincinnati, OH; Seattle, WA; and Chicago, IL. I’ve been living in Chicago now for seven years. A couple of years ago, I fell in love. I fell in love with a physicist who was in the middle of a three-year research contract at Northwestern. I fell in love with … Continue reading What I’ll miss about living in Chicago

Life is an Adventure

Time doesn't always feel linear.  Sometimes I feel like I meet and float in between different ages of myself.  Some days, I feel more like the younger me.  Some days, I definitely feel like the older me.  I s'pose what's really happening is there are times when I feel more like how I defined myself … Continue reading Life is an Adventure

Northwest Tour Update

I lived in the pacific northwest--Seattle, specifically--for nine years.  Although I'm from the south originally, the pacific northwest always felt like home.  It was a no-brainer for me to at least attempt to do a tour out this way.  I toured my first solo show, The Good, the Bad, and the Monkey to Bellingham, Seattle, … Continue reading Northwest Tour Update

Living in Chicago

Sometimes means that you will occasionally attend a street festival by accident in the summer Sometimes means you’ll find yourself squished into the corner of the train car between an oblivious guy with a backpack and a chuckling gentleman who rolls his eyes Sometimes means you can fall asleep to the sound of the waves … Continue reading Living in Chicago