Posts in Afternoon Songs
SCP #64: Ice-Cream Afternoon

If it weren't for the very public nature of this project I think I would have pulled the plug on it by now.  Or at least taken a break.  But I know from experience that if I take a break at something challenging it can be really difficult to start up again.  Especially now, when the rest of my life seems to be getting in the way, if I stopped now I'd probably never find the "right time" to start back up again.

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SCP #48: Leaf In The Wind

This project is making me really aware of the day-to-day fluctuations in emotional and physical energy I experience, and the very real effect that energy level has on my work.  I wrote yesterday morning about feeling burnt out, which I absolutely was the day before when I was trying to work on piece #47.  Last night, however, I felt entirely the opposite.  I was refreshed, ready and excited, and looking forward to an evening by myself in my studio.  I had tidied up a bit, which definitely helped entice me into my newly neat space, and I was anticipating the enjoyment of the night's work the same way you'd anticipate the enjoyment of a party.  I even indulged the Saturday night vibe with some fairy lights.

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SCP #45: Two Shades Of Blue

I delved into my experimental self for this piece, but unfortunately my audio recorder didn't pick up much of the water sounds.  I was pretty exhausted yesterday, and so I allocated myself a half hour window in which to get the piece done.  I used ink from the previous day as a starting theme, and a mind map led me to cobalt blue.  Some internet wandering brought up Renoir's painting The Umbrellas, which was painted using two different shades of blue: the first stages of the painting done using cobalt, and later stages with ultramarine.  This idea of an umbrella in two shades of blue inspired the text, and my kitchen provided the props.

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SCP #19: Dandelion

There are several recurring themes that are emerging in these pieces, and one is clocks.  I don't know why I'm so obsessed with clocks, but they seem to be right at the top of my unconscious mind all the time and keep springing into my writing.  This morning while I was teaching a singing student the clock in my studio fell to the floor and smashed.  This was completely down to my inappropriate choice of 3M Hook size, yet it still felt somewhat significant.  Perhaps the clocks in my house are sick of me writing about them?  Or maybe they are crying out for attention in our age of digital devices with time-keeping capabilities.  Either way, I chose clocks as a starting point for today, which led me to memories of "dandelion clocks" from childhood - when you would count the number of puffs it would take to empty the flower of its feathers and that would tell you the time

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