I got my flute cleaned and refurbished six weeks ago, picking up right before diving into a big gig that left me with very little free time. I finally got to take it out and play, and I wanted to share! My fingers are a little stiff, my breath needs a little focusing, but it felt so good to get into the flow again.
I’m going to attempt to be sharing more of everything in the weeks to come! Hopefully it will inspire you to dive into your own creative endeavors, as I dive into mine!
The main reason I haven’t been creating or sharing much this past year is because I’ve had both of my kiddos at home with me, one doing virtual schooling and the other homeschool preschool. We are finally done! We made it, woo hoo! I’m hoping I can carve a little more time out for creating and posting here now that I won’t be lesson planning and prepping every day, but I also want to enjoy this couple of months with the kids, too.
It was wonderful having them home, but I went over a year without a single break aside from a couple solo walks and two weeks of dress rehearsals. I would almost jump into my car with glee when I had to make the hour long drive to get to the theater I am designing for. But we’ve started getting some breaks now that the grandparents are taking the kids once in a while, and I really appreciate the solitude and the couple time with my husband.
Here is the song I wrote in the beginning of the year. I feel proud for surviving with my sense of humor and sanity somewhat intact.
This song sums up what I’ve been feeling the past month and a half, but I feel much better now getting the whine out of my system and being silly while doing it! No joke, I was interrupted by my kids three times while trying to record this, even though I was letting them watch a show they wanted to watch.
These four chord pop songs are fun to play on the uke! It is much easier to focus on the singing when you aren’t fumbling around for the chords as much.
This is my attempt to play and sing Hold Me, a popular early 1920’s fox trot. The chord changes are quite difficult, and I have had more fun playing this on the piano, but I am happy to have learned a lot of new chords on the ukulele with this one. Now to just get my fingers to move faster.
I know I haven’t been posting these as fast as I’d like. I’m going to try to be a little more vigilant, but with both kids being home for the near future with the self isolation, I don’t have enough time for a lot of personal projects. We shall see how it goes in the future. And I am glad to have the extra time with my kiddos, so there is that.
I have had a really difficult time trying to contribute creatively in some small way in these times we are in, and I have felt really almost trapped by the weight of everything. Last week, this song came bubbling out of me, and I immediately felt better. So I decided to be brave and share it. I kept it a simple 4 chord progression so I could really focus on the words and message and not worry so much about playing.
When the Black Lives Matter protests first started, I dove into making face masks for the local protesters, both for their protection but also to give the cops one less reason to hassle anyone. I signed petitions, I’ve been reading and educating myself, and I’ve been sharing information on my personal Facebook page, but I had no extra energy for much over here. I considered running a sale on some of my art or poetry collection to raise money for a few different organizations, but I felt like that would be gauche in a way, like I was trying to capitalize on other’s pain. I sketched out a possible big painting to go with my Little Boy Blue poem, but it was truly dark and twisted and something I couldn’t bring myself to start painting. I couldn’t dive deep enough to write any new poems. Everything just hurt too much.
Black lives matter. Indigenous lives matter. Trans lives matter. Brown babies in cages matter. I hate putting things in dichotomy, but it really does come down to whether you care about other beings on this planet or you don’t. And if you don’t, then I feel sorry for you. Because there is no place in the future of humanity for people who don’t care. Or who care more for being comfortable than whether or not another human is able to live.
It’s taken me longer to put out this video. Adjusting to life of forced social-distancing and distance learning for my son has been a challenge. But we are hanging in there, and I hope all of you are as well.