This is my new, but old accordion. It is a Hohner from the 1930's. A smaller size, perfect for me.
It is a very special gift since it was my Grandmother's.
I am so excited to start learning how to play this and somehow incorporate it into my repertoire, hopefully being able to play with a musical ensemble!
This is a pastel sketch I did in this little village, Ucles, in Spain. I went on a walk during a break at an English Camp I was working at in a beautiful old monastery. On my walk I came across this cave at the top of the hill and it had a door on it. It was actually a chapel. I didn't get to go inside because it was locked up, but I sat outside and did this drawing. It was a beautiful summer day and I could see the fields of sunflowers and this amazing golden monastery in the center of the village.
This is a watercolor painting I did in college for an art class. I created a handmade autobiographical book. Each page treated a different aspect of my identity at the time. This particular page dealt with myself as an individual. The lowercase "i" denoted myself as this individual surrounded by the city, lowercase showing how small one can be in a great big new place. This painting was done about 8 years ago. I find it fitting for my blog right now because here I am once again in Minneapolis. The "i" is found on this road entering into the Minneapolis skyline. Whenever I drive back to Minneapolis from visits home to North Dakota I see the buildings as some type of beacon lights welcoming one in. I've come and gone. Now I'm back. I may be the same "i" in ways and in others, not.