Showing posts from July, 2013
so, on monday me and pheobe returned from our trip to Italy - I was giving a workshop in Sardinia and then we went to the arts festival in Topolo, where we were giving a performance based on recordings and photographs made in & around the village.

I cannot put into words how proud I am of pheobe and how it felt to sit in the performance space with her beside me, with an audience taking in the work. Such an amazing time we both had and we thank the organisers and audience for making our time there so good.

today, with the evening on its way to us, me and pheobe went to the small churchyard to visit my mum's memorial stone. we cleaned it, washed it, cut the grass around it and placed several freesia's - my mum and my favourite flower.

we sat on the grass.

pheobe was there, pheobe is here and I am so blessed to know her.

I cooked risotto with chicken in marsala for our tea and we watched one of my mum's favourite films, il postino. I see the love in the film and wonder.

food, poetry, memory, life

and the music of it all....

thanks mum,