If I had only known how exacting it would be – learning the guitar! If I had only known how exacting it would be – living a life! Would I have ever tried? Of course – now I am deep in and high up, and it’s all and nothing. I’m just now learning to speak.

It is the turn of this season and we are past the prime colors of fall – but many colors still to see – occasional reds and yellows and lime greens and coppers and oranges – colors by day and deep into the night.

I’m performing colorful music and dance every week these days – a new ballet solo for Hoodoo Voodoo 2 last weekend organized by Jamie Kaplan  at the Rose Street Gallery in Burlington, and for Quixotic Dreams Narrative Project organized by Marya Ursin at the Dragon’s Egg this coming weekend; dancing in the choreography of Paul Besaw and Avi Waring upcoming in Middlebury and Burlington in next few weeks, and lots of music gigs sprinkled all through – at the ever festively shifting and grooving Radio Bean in Burlington.