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I re-visited my childhood swing set this morning. I live within easy walking distance of it, so it was not a long pilgrimage, just a brief stroll, ideally in gumboots, from the back doorstep of the family home I grew up in and to which I have returned.
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The artist lives in two worlds simultaneously. The external or outer world, the skeletal framework of his life, with which he engages to work and play and practically relate to those around him. Less visible, but perhaps more potent, is the existence of his inner world, the womb of creativity, where he perceives and listens […]
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“Songwriting is a doing word.” This phrase has been running around inside of me for about five months now. It has marked the beginning of my return to songwriting, my renewed foray into my creative space, which had long been dusty and mis-placed. I may have heard it somewhere, but I am fairly certain it […]
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