Rise and shine Cicely!
Big news! Tonight is the fall recital at The Brick featuring our very own Cal Ingraham who is on furlough from the Sleetmute Correctional Facility to perform a selection of Bach concertos for us! (Thread on creativity) #northernexposure
Maurice has been kind enough to let Cal borrow the 1778 Guarneri del Gesu violin he purchased several years ago to perform upon. And for those of you worried, Officer Semanski will be on hand in case there are any shenanigans...
Listening to Cal always gets me in the mood to express my own artistic creativity in some crazed and inspired way. As Picasso said, "The chief enemy of creativity is 'good' sense." So who could blame Cal for trying to blow up Maurice when he first held his prized del Gesu?
It was Stendhal syndrome! If you've not heard of it, this is the condition one experiences when, in the face of artistic beauty, one becomes emotionally overwhelmed as the French author Stendhal did upon seeing the works of Michelangelo, face planting in the streets of Florence!
It's our other sense of passion. To observe, to participate in the creative process. "To draw," and I would contend 'to create', "you must close your eyes and sing," brother Picasso said. What is this need inside us to create and express ourselves in some artistic fashion?
Ever since we were girding our loins with pelts, we felt the need to render pictographs of what we were hunting on cave walls. Why do we need to mold elaborate chalices to carry our water & why do we feel the need to carve from stone (or metal) that which we observe in the flesh?
It's written into our genetic fabric - to eat, sleep, make babies, sure - but also, to CREATE! Some would say this is more of a springtime ambition, but i disagree. As our days shorten, as the temperatures drop, I say it's time to retreat to our cozy corners of our humble abodes
And draw, sculpt, write, play music, build!
"Ah! Up then from the ground sprang I
And hailed the earth with such a cry
As is not heard save from a man
Who has been dead, and lives again!"
-Millay
So let us appreciate art & beauty this fine October, Cicely. For this, & perhaps only this, separates us from the mundane drag of modern existence. Don't waste a minute more - carpe diem and all of that. It's time to CREATE!
"I had so much fire in me, and so many plans" - Monet.
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Good morning, Cicely. This is Chris in the Morning on KBHR 57AM. For those of you that stayed up late enough last night for the clouds to break, you were greeted with a spectacular display of ye ol' Aurora Borealis. (thread)
The show will continue tonight and visibility should be excellent, if not a bit chilly. Wear your mukluks if you're heading out there - it'll be -11° F. Ron and Eric tell me that a group is meeting at 9:00 PM out by Eagle Lake to take it all in.
Which reminds me: for our Japanese guests that are here for the show and staying at the Sourdough Inn, "Akachan o tsukuru kōun!" and may all of your children be gifted!
Good morning Cicely. This is Chris in the Morning on KBHR coming at you on a chilly, chilly morning - it's 12 degrees out there, kids! #northernexposure (thread)
As the Holiday Season is upon us, my mind turns to what was once referred to in Old English as 'Christes Masse' - the Festival of Christ. Of course, these days, that holiest of days is less a celebration of the Messiah and more of consumerism...
But you know, who am I to judge? Today's Playstation 5 is yesterday's frankincense and myrrh...
Beyond being a time of anxiously awaiting to see what old St. Nick has stuffed in your stocking, this is also a time of storytelling.
Good morning to you from the 49th state! This is Chris in the Morning on 57AM KBHR coming at you from the Minnifield Communication Network in beautiful downtown Cicely. #northernexposure thread
Billie Holiday - Let's Dream In The Moonlight via @YouTube
I don't know about you guys, but I've become a bit obsessed with politics lately. And it's a bit ironic, of course, because I'm not even allowed to vote. As you may recall, many years ago I spent some time in the State pen back in West Virginny for boosting a '71 Firebird...
...and well, that left me as a sort of persona non grata with respect to election participation. So, like some forbidden fruit, I'm now drawn to the process, perhaps moreso, because of my inability to partake. But despite my inability to cast a vote, I'm not short on opinions.
Hola Cicely,
Chris in the Morning on KBHR 57AM coming at you from the Borough of Arrowhead. It's a nippy 35 degrees out there this morning, but we're going to get up to a positively balmy sunny 55 later on. (thread)
It's #Debates2020 night here in Cicely! Yes, the candidates for mayor are squaring off for the 1st time & the town is buzzing with excitement. For those unfamiliar, mayoral elections have been a hotly contested event since Edna Hancock unseated Holling Vincoeur's long-held reign.
Yes, we have a mayoralty race, folks. To which I can only add, alea jacta est. 'The die is cast', the battle is joined. Hold on to your hats, Cicely. We're about to bear witness to that sacred rite...
Goooooooood morning, Cicely!
It's Chris in the Morning coming at you from the KBHR studio in beautiful downtown Cicely, Alaska - 57AM on the dial. For some reason, I was thinking of karma when I awoke this morning.
Is karma just a disconnected cosmic happenstance, or does it have more to do with principles we all know and understand, like causality? Now, I'm no lawyer, but If we refer to the Brihadaranyaka texts of ancient Hinduism, I think I could make a compelling defense for the latter.
To wit,
"Now as a man is like this or like that,
according as he acts and according as he behaves, so will he be;
a man of good acts will become good, a man of bad acts, bad;
he becomes pure by pure deeds, bad by bad deeds"
Good Sunday morning, Cicely -
It's a brisk 31 degrees out there this morning so get your java brewing, wrap yourself up in your favorite blanket and set a spell while we watch that big ol' sun rise...#northernexposure (thread)
With these cold nights now descending upon us, the leaves have started their annual fireworks show, and I'm reminded that while we busy ourselves with our lives, our jobs, our little fights and disputes, this blue-green orb we live on is going to just keep turning on its axis...
Now, back in West Virginia, my Uncle Roy Bower used to look up at the stars and planets and the immensity of it all and just get overwhelmed. Maybe this is why he kept ending up in the pokey - the confined space and regimented schedule was more to his liking...