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Brundibar, Ledger Paper, and Artists in Extreme Circumstances
Saturday evening we went to a lecture, at Burlington City Arts, about the short opera, Brundibar: A Musical Tale. Outside, the streets were filled with people. The night was relatively warm, Church street was gleefully alight, and Winterfest was in full swing. The view from the lecture room onto the world below offered a sharp…
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The Sacred Mundane
Unlike the Western worldview in which the sacred and profane are divided, the everyday becoming profane and distant from the scared, in the shaman’s world, they are interwoven
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Musings: Scars, Fragrances, and Memory
Writing about being fitted for a new brace, and reading and responding to, the comments on that post, seems to have opened a doorway on to the immediacy of the past in the present, and to meaning making in the aftermath of intense experience, particularly illness. This morning I awoke early, before there was any…
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My New Brace
Yesterday I was fitted for my new full-length leg brace. Although it was held together with makeshift parts, I went for a walk to test it out. The odd thing was that I LIKED it. Sure, it made clicks every time I took a step, and, yes, I did walk with even more of a…
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