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Crisis creates Connection
Crisis creates connection. It’s true. When I was a kid I was in a major earthquake. Folks who’d lived through World War II thought we were being bombed – that’s what it was like. I’ll never forget how open people were the day or two...
Labor Day ~ Who Helps YOU Remember?
I first learned about the labor movement when I got my first union job, years ago as a harpist with “Danny Yale & the Regency Strings” at the Hyatt Regency in San Francisco. Here’s me at work – probably when I was around 25 or 26 –...
Eclipse watching in the Neighborhood
Who says you gotta have TOTALITY to have fun?? Here in the Boston area we had an incredible time with our 63%. Here I am ready for the show – note my backup pair of eclipse-glasses stuffed into my shirt … I am a woman who takes no chances with the...
We All Enter Slimy
I’ve just started the process of editing the first level of “Hip Harp Academy” my year-long pre-jazz program for harp players. That means that Mackenzie, my school administrator and I, are going back through content of the 10+ programs that make up the...
A Master-Luthier, a Beloved Friend – Jim Mouradian
Last night I learned that my beloved friend Jim Mouradian died suddenly, while waiting to go on stage for an encore. My sense of loss was complete. This man was truly loving, beloved and an incredible craftsman. I went to the web to try to find more and stumbled on...
Thanksgiving at the Burnt Food Museum
As you may or may not know, I am the curator and founder of the Burnt Food Museum at BurntFoodMuseum.com – and this is one of my favorite stories anyone has sent me about burnt food – and it’s Thanksgiving themed: “I put a turkey into the oven...
Embracing Paris
In a world of virtual connection, is there such a thing as the power of a virtual embrace? Click To Tweet I don’t know what it’s like where you live, but here in the Boston area, the news has been filled with what happened in Paris last Friday – and...
Snow
Snow. (This is the view from my studio windows) We got it. And we keep getting it. This is what it looks like in front of my house: Some people ride their bikes anyway. Some people go out running in it. (This is me taking a selfie a mile or so up the bike path)...
A Chick Magnet?? The Harp?!
When you do something weird., when you’re used to being misunderstood, when you’ve spent your life hunched and ready to hit back — then when you see things in the news that even talk about someone else doing it too, you celebrate. Two things crossed my Twitter...
