A New Kind of Festival!
SPOKANE PORCH FEST is an intimate and relaxed performing venue literally on someone’s front porch! For those who don’t know, Spokane porches are spectacular. Most homes in the city’s core were hand-built a hundred years ago, in cozy neighborhoods lined with sidewalks designed for strolling.
Marshall Peterson came up with the brilliant idea of utilizing them for concerts a few years ago and was kind enough to offer me one this fall for an hour-long performance—and maybe more.
Circle your calendar: 3-7pm Saturday, September 15th
Exact time and porch will be announced about a week out. Meanwhile, please block out the date and times.
Hope to see you there!
When death comes to call
A FORMER colleague is visiting Spokane over the weekend. We had worked together on the Palliative Care Team at Sacred Heart many moons ago. She is now the Medical Director at a hospice in Indiana and we got to talking about her new job; as we spoke, I was transported in the Way Back Machine to a former time, place and space. While back there, this poem appeared.
Parental advisory: It’s about death and dying.
Having had stage-3 cancer twice along with a supposedly irreversible and terminal post-op complication,* I’ve become well acquainted with death. I’d say we were old friends when we first met in this lifetime.
I think this poem is for anyone whose body has scheduled a preliminary meeting with him. If so, I hope it’s helpful.
*We got it reversed through non-medically-sanctioned means. Medical science knows a lot, but it doesn’t know everything.
Making an unbroken record…
IT’S BEEN several months since I had to basically start over before I could continue recording more Songs of the Month. It happened like this: I semi-willingly upgraded my Mac OS (you know how that can be—upgrade or else) which made my Logic 9 recording program not only obsolete but actually disabled. POOF, it was gone. For only $200 I was back in the game with Logic X, which was just like the prior version only completely different in every way possible.
Okay, fine. Now that I’m in over my head, why stop there? So, I added a complex new outboard audio magic box (see blog post below), upgraded my mic preamp and digital converter thingy, and got a couple of plug in software gizmos to add some sonic secret sauce—and then all I had to do was learn how to use all this insanely technical stuff.
Well, a few months of crunching through manuals, watching tech videos till my eyes bled and trying this, that and the other with mics, adapters, sliders, dials and switches, and I actually feel ready to start up again.
So standby for a new “Song of the Month” in early September. Just in time for school.
October Enneagram Class.
MUCH to my pleasant surprise, the spring Enneagram class was engaging to teach and well attended. So, I’m offering another this fall. I’m giving early notice because it requires four Tuesdays in a row and builds sequentially—so missing a class means missing a lot. I want to insure you have ample notice.
For those who don’t know the Enneagram, it is a profoundly elegant system for discerning and counteracting subtle, unconscious, reflexive fixations. Although the origins are lost to antiquity, it emerged in Armenia at the end of the 19th century and was perfected over the course of the 20th.
Four Tuesday evenings, starting October 2nd.
The Enneagram is sacred geometry. Much as the Golden Ratio reveals a universal principle of manifestation in the physical universe, the Enneagram reveals the hidden structures of our mental universe. Knowing it leads to greater self-awareness and freedom. It’s well worth the effort.
Come if you can. No one will be turned away for lack of funds.
SPOKANE LEGEND and KOEMS illustrator Sally Pierone died Friday, June 25, surrounded by family. An internationally-renowned artist, illustrator, therapist and bon vivant, Sally lived her life larger than life. She worked in postwar Europe promoting the Marshall Plan as its visionary art director; rubbed elbows with countless artists, writers and celebrities in Paris; illustrated a book for Art Buchwald; and—once back stateside—devised her own art therapy modality.
Meanwhile, Sally also raised three remarkable sons in Spokane, whom she followed to Los Angeles a few years ago. And, in an afternoon sometime before she left town, Sally illustrated the KOEMS.
For more details on Sally’s amazing life, check out this LINK to an article in Wikipedia.
Heaven just became a livelier place.