...She expounded on overcoming stereotypes for the sake of five million people in a developing country.
David Crowder Band's "We Are Loved" played at least three times as I drove the four exits along Highway 30 West from my apartment to The Row House's Back Porch Music & Arts Fest at Prospect Valley Farm. I chose this song to stave off the self-consciousness I felt about attending my first music festival.… Continue reading From the Back Porch
Taking a photograph is my attempt to capture something that captures me. I accept that not every impression I absorb with my eyes can be captured with a mechanical lens. At some sights, I choose not to take a picture but rather take time to reflect on the force of what I see. My brief… Continue reading Photographers on My Path
One day this week, my music theory students asked if we could have class at an on-campus cafe. Wanting coffee myself, I agreed, and we took our impromptu walk on the first mild afternoon of the semester. Our octet convened around three tables, and we ordered drinks ranging from an earl grey latte to an… Continue reading Once Upon a Fido