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I have absolutely no patience for doing social media marketing. Or marketing generally. I realise that to sell my work I have to do something to promote it, but I can’t even. Especially not “on the socials.” Social media marketing experts who I’ve tried to learn from online make me roll my eyes and grimace…
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Fritter belly
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Three distinctive sounds, described
My friend, Laura, is doing a project for her Master’s program and put out a call for a variety of voices to talk about sounds. The questions she sent to us volunteers were so intriguing that I answered them, not only for her but for another short podcast episode. One of the sounds comes with…
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Househunting in Japan: 2000 vs 2021
This blog started in July 2000, and at that time we were looking for a new place to live in Tokyo. One of my earliest posts was about househunting. As I launch this new, casual and sporadic podcast, I am once again househunting in Japan. Have a listen. If you use Spotify, you can follow…
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You know how hearing your own voice recorded is just so strange? Listening to my interview on Transformations with Jayne is like listening to my sister and niece. We have the same voice! Which makes hearing that voice both weird and easier. Jayne and I talked about rural Japan life, my old podcast project, yoga…
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Although I embarked on my theme word selection in November, when I was planning and teaching the first of three sessions of “One Little Word” for Drawing Meditations, it took me until today to finally decide that this year’s word is OBSERVE. It’s the word I started with, but on reflection in the workshops my…
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Yesterday afternoon, two hunting dogs invaded our space and chased the cats. Fritter and Maura got away, but the beasts caught Gord and killed him. I am furious, sad, and in shock even now. As our neighbor and the police searched for the marauding dogs, we buried Gord next to Isabella Bird, near Futatsuyama and…
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明けましておめでとうございます!今年も宜しくお願いします。 Happy New Year!
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25 Words
Dystopia from our safe haven. Pandemic reconnected me with art, teaching, and daily yoga practice via Zoom. Deeply mourned Futatsuyama, Isabella Bird, and Foreground Cat.
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I am feeling unsettled. I have been getting lax with precautions and it’s time to tighten back down. On Christmas day, Tod & I drove north to suburbia and enjoyed lunch in a shopping mall. We wanted a change of scenery and to mark the holiday, but in the middle of a rising wave of…