(He gets me.)
I’m doing my very best to put all my energy into it, for I long so much to make beautiful things. But beautiful things require effort—and disappointment and perseverance.
(He gets me.)
The Harvard Summer School Chorus recently joined with the Boston Modern Orchestra Project
to perform two mid-twentieth century works by Lukas Foss and Aaron Copland. I got to hear the venture in Sanders Theatre of Harvard's gorgeous Memorial Hall.
I am never supposed to record these sorts of things, but of course I always do.
THE SUNDAY SOUND: August 24, Zion's Walls.
Thanks to Gael Ulrich for the invitation.
I have recently been called upon to plan all sorts of random church events. And what do random church events require? Random church flyers (oh, the never-ending charms of lay ministry). As such, I have had to use Photoshop A LOT. It seems I have a natural eye for design and layout but BOY HOWDY am I lacking in technical skill. As a teenager, I taught myself Photoshop so I could resize photos and add text (with shadows!) and... well... that's about it. Brian has taught me a bit more, but DUDE. It takes me ninety years to create the simplest thing. Here are a few of my creations.
For they saw and beheld with great sorrow that the people of the church began to be lifted up in the pride of their eyes, and to set their hearts upon riches and upon the vain things of the world, that they began to be scornful, one towards another, and they began to persecute those that did not believe according to their own will and pleasure.
Some good news: your resident audio artist is officially heading back to school! Time for me to take on the video arts! I'm still a documentary gal, just changing up the medium. Some might ask: why on earth would you go back to school when you already have a Master of Arts?! Well, fair question. I have an MA, but I don't have an MFA! A Master of Fine Arts gives me the credentials necessary for professorships (it is a terminal degree in the creative realm). I am not 100% certain I want to be a professor, but I like having options. I start the MFA in Media Art program at Emerson College in September. I will be working full-time and attending the program full-time, so it should be... interesting?
Due to the MFA application process and work being insane (currently managing advising/registration in the Visual and Media Arts department), I have nothing of my own creation to share his week. But because I love you and your sonic appetites, I decided to share something otherwise fascinating: the sound of interstellar space!
This is a bit old (September 2013), but it is new to me. Courtesy of NASA's Voyager I. From one of my favorite websites, I Fucking Love Science: "The sounds were recorded using an onboard plasma wave instrument, which detected the vibrations of dense interstellar plasma, or ionized gas... the waves detected by the instrument antennae were simply amplified and played through a speaker." YES! Listen via NASA's video below.
Other sounds of space:
THE SUNDAY SOUND: March 30, The Sound of Space.
"How can space have sound? Sound travels in waves, just like light or heat does, but unlike in those mediums, sound travels in space by making molecules vibrate." - I Fucking Love Science
And now my personal highlights from the Museo Nacional del Prado. My favorite collection at the Prado was Francisco de Goya's Black Paintings. A few from that series are featured below: Two Old Men Eating Soup, Witches' Sabbath, and Saturn Devouring His Son. I saw more original art in my two weeks in Paris and Spain than I had in my entire life previous. I want to think being around all those masterpieces infused me with creative magic. Remains to be seen.
As fantastic luck would have it, we were in Madrid during the Salvador Dalí exhibit at the Museo Nacional Centro de Arte Reina Sofía. The Reina Sofía museum is known for a variety of works, and houses Picasso's Guernica (and yes, it was breathtaking to behold).
I saw so many pieces for the first time, and I was truly moved beyond explanation. It was so hard to resist taking photos, but after the third museum attendant snapped at me, I felt compelled to stop giving Americans a bad name and resigned myself to taking copious notes. Thanks to the internet, I was able to arrange this mini-gallery of my absolute favorites. My favorites from the Museo del Prado coming soon!