tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70058498440503452592024-03-08T06:12:45.467-08:00Riverway StudioRiverway Recording Studiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07732101172290862260noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7005849844050345259.post-23250815217432438932011-03-15T17:45:00.000-07:002011-03-15T17:47:43.910-07:00BenchmarkSunday would have been Monica's 50th birthday on the planet. A benchmark day for certain. I continue to process....found a beautiful little video she made today from the summer of 2009. Her last summer on the planet. There was a falcon on one of the trees near the bay window. It had been visiting for 3 days. Monica was taping it and commenting on the experience at the same time. So beautiful to hear her words. Then another segment where I drove her down the driveway in our new used car. She was videotaping the gardens she had planted years before, along with me spraying them with naturally smelly anti-deer stuff and commenting in a comical way, as was her nature. She really had a great sense of humor...what a great spirit she remains...Riverway Recording Studiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07732101172290862260noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7005849844050345259.post-20922275311051893622011-01-31T12:26:00.000-08:002011-01-31T12:31:15.172-08:00New YearIt's been a while since I've last posted. I'm more at peace since losing Monica over a year ago. So much can be said for the sense of spirit's continuation....but I'll simply say it's a place of contentment, knowledge, humor and a dynamic urge to move forward. I'm so grateful for my creative work which wants me to expand into film and tv mediums. Lots of stories to tell in these forms, which are percolating away. I'm ever grateful for my continued opportunities to create, to learn, to live, to grow and to love...Riverway Recording Studiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07732101172290862260noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7005849844050345259.post-65456998218855267362010-03-19T20:09:00.001-07:002010-03-19T20:12:18.853-07:00Year of FirstsI've been stepping thru my year of firsts without Monica. My path now is to create from the depths of my heart and soul. I listen to the voices that guide and encourage me to express myself, my heart, my thoughts and feelings thru songs and stories. <div><br /></div><div>I hurt everyday and everyday I am blessed to be alive. An extreme contrast. It is my work and love for Monica that keeps these threads continuing to weave forward. The further I go inward, the more my world seems to expand.</div>Riverway Recording Studiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07732101172290862260noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7005849844050345259.post-79318729314411056272009-12-31T10:04:00.000-08:002009-12-31T10:11:22.851-08:00With endings come beginnings...The end of an incredible year with amazing gains and a great loss. Sometimes it's still hard for me to believe she's gone, other times I'm so involved with creating and building projects that I lose track of everything but what is right in front of me.<div><br /></div><div>Through everything, I feel Monica's positive influence in my life and this sense of knowing continues to expand as my life expands and moves forward.</div><div><br /></div><div>It is New Year's Eve. I'm sad, but feel so blessed to have built a life with her for 13 years. Some of the best years of my life. I feel myself moving inside and this movement is beginning to translate into new creations. I have excitement about the future....something I didn't feel a couple of months back....thank God!</div>Riverway Recording Studiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07732101172290862260noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7005849844050345259.post-44555285531264229902009-11-04T10:08:00.000-08:002009-11-04T07:09:17.091-08:00...Rewrites...<!--StartFragment--> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:LucidaGrande, serif;"> <span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">It's the love and support of friends that is keeping</span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"> </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">me buoyed.....I thought the grieving was getting a little easier, but every time, I pick up, move or look into something of Monica's that is around the house, I lose it. I'm finding that I don't want to touch or move certain things. I guess it's a way of keeping her here with me....I just need to let myself be with this process, wherever it goes. </span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:LucidaGrande, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">I love what my friend Amy wrote: '....</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">we can choose to live our lives, with richness and abundance and depth, with layers and rewrites....'</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:LucidaGrande, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">It feels that the richness, abundance, depth and layers of life are doing their own dance, having their own play....I'm just working on the rewrites.</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:LucidaGrande;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:LucidaGrande, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">I trust that I will find my way thru...</span></span></span></p> <!--EndFragment-->Riverway Recording Studiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07732101172290862260noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7005849844050345259.post-30080842931064186552009-10-22T16:56:00.001-07:002009-10-22T16:56:23.893-07:00Heart ache<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; "><div>My heart aches so...Monica died one week ago this evening. I'm still partially in shock and numb. I looked at my wedding band and it felt strange to wear it. She's not here physically any more, though I have had some wonderful dialogues and pictures of her in my mind. I took the ring off to see how it felt. I didn't break down and cry. I put it back on to see how that felt and it felt like I was pretending she was still here. So I put it in a little pouch next to her wedding band.</div><div><br /></div><div>This is hard...</div></span>Riverway Recording Studiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07732101172290862260noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7005849844050345259.post-78734419426271248232009-09-25T18:13:00.000-07:002009-09-25T18:14:41.791-07:00acting<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; ">In the midst of it all, I'm drawn to acting...to the emotional movement, the detail...the overall quest of the playwright and the honor of interpreting it. ..a chance to create a life...to learn more about the human condition and the wonder of humanity... so much...<div><br /></div><div>I've been given that in the form of Lary Bloom's new play...</div><div><br /></div><div>....more on this later...</div></span>Riverway Recording Studiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07732101172290862260noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7005849844050345259.post-87029735884647123592009-09-13T14:03:00.000-07:002009-09-13T14:11:51.222-07:00Blogging on a sunny afternoonIt's the beginning of Fall...not officially, but as mid-September arrives, there is no way but forward into the next season...<div><br /></div><div>I looked at my last blog and saw the challenges I wrote about in January....the challenges remain as Monica's condition has deteriorated. </div><div><br /></div><div>She came down with pneumonia in April which developed into more cancer in her right lung. She's lost a lot of weight and is on an oxygen machine here at home, as well as using a walker to get around. It's amazing what has happened to her body. She's physically weak, but....but....</div><div>BUT....</div><div>............Despite all of that....she remains hopeful. Her eyes shine with love. We are both open to a miracle happening.</div><div><br /></div><div>She's shed a lot of emotional baggage that use to bog her down. She sees the futility in hanging onto the past. She lives to live, to create, to continue, to share her life with mine.....and I....right next to her, live to have her live on...</div><div><br /></div>Riverway Recording Studiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07732101172290862260noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7005849844050345259.post-3166507660026992332009-01-11T08:43:00.000-08:002009-01-11T08:49:41.579-08:00Life challengesHere I sit, not having blogged in a while, contemplating the words I'm about to write. Challenges have come strong and in full force as my wife is battling breast cancer. She is on the losing end of it at the moment, but that doesn't mean it will stay that way. We are looking for her to start another chemo treatment...what will be the fifth line of chemo. Her body has taken a brutal beating at the hands of this cancer, yet we fight. <div><br /></div><div>So many friends and family members have lent their most loving support on all levels. A challenge like this really lets you know you are not alone. At least, we are fortunate to be blessed with so many wonderful friends.</div><div><br /></div><div>And through it all, I keep creating and working. Work has become my little oasis. I'm learning how to switch gears on a dime to be able to answer my loved ones call for help. So in between creating a new children's book, editing client's music and setting sights on future projects, I tend to my beloved. Sometimes it's hard to switch gears and I feel resentful, but my deep love for Monica is so true, it doesn't take long til the frustration melts into love. </div><div><br /></div><div>I'm holding onto a vision of her vibrantly healthy. Please, if you wish, take a moment and do the same. Thank you.</div>Riverway Recording Studiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07732101172290862260noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7005849844050345259.post-4389655413293550752008-04-27T05:23:00.000-07:002008-04-27T05:31:34.498-07:00The moment before a new creationI'm in the throes of approaching a new creation...a commissioned work with a high degree of collaboration....putting voice and music to an animated character. I've always wanted to do that....A thread of fear runs through me...will I be able to satisfy the vision? I don't know....I anticipate the process beginning...wheels turning...the inner audio flowing...ready to ride the creative process ride...trying things... moving along...<div><br /></div><div>The volume is turned up on the excitement of beginning....stay tuned...</div>Riverway Recording Studiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07732101172290862260noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7005849844050345259.post-78905520218148045852008-04-16T16:47:00.000-07:002008-04-16T16:53:17.615-07:00creative sparksAs I work through the day, I'm struck by the blessing of myriad creative projects that surround me. I meet them head on...sometimes bobbing...sometimes weaving, but always perceiving the central spark of what ignites them....and giving thanks for that.Riverway Recording Studiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07732101172290862260noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7005849844050345259.post-49153611882305177862008-04-05T10:38:00.000-07:002008-04-05T10:39:24.192-07:00Creating for CreatorsFirst blog entry - teaching Creating for Creators up in Newfane, VT. Beautiful vistas, beautiful work, beautiful people.Riverway Recording Studiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07732101172290862260noreply@blogger.com0