tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-97713882024-03-13T19:43:53.793-04:00madabandonmadabandonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12308987309977481146noreply@blogger.comBlogger1937125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9771388.post-80015654399673707362010-07-16T00:14:00.002-04:002010-07-16T00:21:02.809-04:00happy birthday<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LnnkH1Kf5nE/TD_dTQHO-AI/AAAAAAAAANk/Fu4hlxfbwjk/s1600/old+painting.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LnnkH1Kf5nE/TD_dTQHO-AI/AAAAAAAAANk/Fu4hlxfbwjk/s400/old+painting.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494353393227855874" /></a><br /><br />Today would be my mother's 74th birthday. It has been 23 years and I miss her every single day. She was a unique, beautiful being, and her life was not easy, but she she taught me to love life and nature and art, and she touched many people in her short life. She was brave, a person ahead of her time, and she was fierce in her beliefs and values. She was a person of highest integrity, and she will live on in my memory and that of my brother and sister as long as we are here. Mom, I miss you. I wish you were around.madabandonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12308987309977481146noreply@blogger.com121tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9771388.post-37747597988401385632010-06-03T19:56:00.000-04:002010-06-03T19:57:10.398-04:00self portrait<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/madabandon/4664435321/" title="self portrait by madabandon, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1304/4664435321_1c66ee34fa.jpg" width="400" height="367" alt="self portrait" /></a>madabandonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12308987309977481146noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9771388.post-58825097510378191812010-05-26T08:59:00.000-04:002010-05-26T09:00:25.461-04:00<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/madabandon/4632999233/" title="polka-dot cat by madabandon, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4022/4632999233_34eedc7204.jpg" width="400" height="300" alt="polka-dot cat" /></a>madabandonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12308987309977481146noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9771388.post-77895905198100117282010-05-18T23:42:00.000-04:002010-05-18T23:43:09.338-04:00world<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LnnkH1Kf5nE/S_NeQol0jaI/AAAAAAAAANU/9WaMHfvXVNU/s1600/3898535838_d99a68d085.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 264px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LnnkH1Kf5nE/S_NeQol0jaI/AAAAAAAAANU/9WaMHfvXVNU/s400/3898535838_d99a68d085.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472821612052254114" /></a>madabandonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12308987309977481146noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9771388.post-8553936681428730482010-04-03T18:37:00.001-04:002010-04-03T18:37:38.085-04:00<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/madabandon/4485465822/" title="Blossoms (Dia) by madabandon, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2801/4485465822_92bd1a64fe.jpg" width="391" height="400" alt="Blossoms (Dia)" /></a>madabandonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12308987309977481146noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9771388.post-84683688763893792602010-03-31T07:49:00.001-04:002010-03-31T07:49:40.821-04:00crossing<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/madabandon/142699588/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/44/142699588_f2768cba45_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 1px #1B703A;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/madabandon/142699588/">crossing</a> <br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/madabandon/">madabandon</a>.</span><br clear="all" /><p></p>madabandonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12308987309977481146noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9771388.post-39534633427406405292010-03-07T09:19:00.001-05:002010-03-07T09:19:53.220-05:00<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/madabandon/3708125516/" title="surreal city by madabandon, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3512/3708125516_429a5b1b64.jpg" width="400" height="300" alt="surreal city" /></a>madabandonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12308987309977481146noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9771388.post-68593052085339637112010-03-03T08:43:00.001-05:002010-03-03T08:43:16.895-05:00water lilies<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/madabandon/3717473504/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2553/3717473504_873334d245_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 1px #1B703A;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/madabandon/3717473504/">water lilies</a> <br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/madabandon/">madabandon</a>.</span><br clear="all" /><p></p>madabandonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12308987309977481146noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9771388.post-24534721771243108872010-01-18T00:39:00.001-05:002010-01-18T00:39:34.287-05:00swan<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/madabandon/4282246441/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4031/4282246441_2d82e85044_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 1px #1B703A;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/madabandon/4282246441/">swan</a> <br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/madabandon/">madabandon</a>.</span><br clear="all" /><p></p>madabandonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12308987309977481146noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9771388.post-11979378795817418092009-11-16T09:55:00.002-05:002009-11-29T19:26:20.572-05:00terre dure, limite<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/madabandon/4108084568/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2608/4108084568_cbc11997bf_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 1px #1B703A;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/madabandon/4108084568/">terre dur limit</a> <br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/madabandon/">madabandon</a>.</span><br clear="all" /><p></p>madabandonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12308987309977481146noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9771388.post-69935657086972662612009-11-03T09:22:00.001-05:002009-11-03T09:22:45.533-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LnnkH1Kf5nE/SvA8ryrI_yI/AAAAAAAAAMM/x07TC7SLzuw/s1600-h/construct.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LnnkH1Kf5nE/SvA8ryrI_yI/AAAAAAAAAMM/x07TC7SLzuw/s400/construct.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399882676251983650" /></a>madabandonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12308987309977481146noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9771388.post-65655736120957294162009-09-02T17:53:00.002-04:002009-09-02T17:56:20.352-04:00end of summer<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/madabandon/3740667424/" title="154 by madabandon, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3531/3740667424_1f5b79a899.jpg" width="400" height="400" alt="154" /></a><br /><br />The summer is coming to an end, evident in the changing light and shorter days. The weather is cooler, the air holds a crisp promise of cold weather to come, and my days change in their rhythm. I attend to scheduling classes at school, to organizing my teaching material, and to figuring out a workable balance among composing, teaching, running a large and vibrant department, and maintaining some time for myself. I feel neutral, neither anxious nor sad. It's more of a calm patience, awaiting what the coming weeks hold for me.madabandonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12308987309977481146noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9771388.post-3965314540679012612009-08-18T13:31:00.001-04:002009-08-18T13:31:45.441-04:00Ghost Cows<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/madabandon/3706795729/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2568/3706795729_f992c17c27_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 1px #1B703A;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/madabandon/3706795729/">Ghost Cows</a> <br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/madabandon/">madabandon</a>.</span><br clear="all" /><p>These cows were observed from the window of a train as I traveled from Berlin to Sachsen-Anhalt back in July. They appear surreal. The streets of my `hood have a similar quality today; the heat rises from the street in shimmering waves; the air is chokingly thick and the sky shifts color. Now it looks like storms are approaching. This is the hottest weather we have had here since the summer began. I lose my desire to go out, but at the same time I feel stir-crazy staying in. Dilemma. But I am getting work done. Lots.</p>madabandonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12308987309977481146noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9771388.post-33841344597631657502009-08-14T18:22:00.001-04:002009-08-14T18:22:21.699-04:00path<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/madabandon/3763519747/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2625/3763519747_70f027dfca_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 1px #1B703A;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/madabandon/3763519747/">path</a> <br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/madabandon/">madabandon</a>.</span><br clear="all" /><p>Starting two new projects as the shadow of the school year looms makes me a little unsettled, yet nothing is a better motivator than a time crunch. So I move forward. It has been quite hot here in NYC and thus I have stayed inside, skipping the Francis Bacon show at the Met, due to close on Sunday. I am not actually a huge fan of his work but I did want to see it in the context of a retrospective. But the last few times I've gone to the Met it has been so crowded that it has made me grumpy. I don't like to be rushed, and I don't like the distraction of hordes of people walking past while I try to look. So unless tomorrow is magically cool and NYC is partially evacuated--although the latter feels true since most people go away in August--I will skip it.</p>madabandonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12308987309977481146noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9771388.post-82535464166172023792009-07-28T11:00:00.001-04:002009-07-28T11:00:32.762-04:00road<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/madabandon/3764288740/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2648/3764288740_4bbf21f1a9_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 1px #1B703A;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/madabandon/3764288740/">road</a> <br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/madabandon/">madabandon</a>.</span><br clear="all" /><p></p>madabandonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12308987309977481146noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9771388.post-26533160079085745972009-07-24T13:33:00.001-04:002009-07-24T13:33:44.492-04:00calm<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/madabandon/3492808464/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3615/3492808464_87ddea8e7e_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 1px #1B703A;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/madabandon/3492808464/">East Village Mosaic</a> <br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/madabandon/">madabandon</a>.</span><br clear="all" /><p>I am in New Hampshire, at the MacDowell Colony, happily ensconced in Hillcrest, the house where Edward MacDowell and his wife Marian lived. I have the house to myself and it is rather grand, but grand in that New England kind of way, quite different from Brooklyn grand.<br /><br />This is my first time back to MacDowell since 1990. It is hard to believe that so much time has passed by. I never reapplied after my second residency. I'm not sure why, but life intervened, I started going to Yaddo instead, and MacDowell receded in my memory. But now that I am here again I realize that I should come for another residency, perhaps next summer. Although I wonder: what will my little family do in my absence?<br /><br />The rehearsal this morning went beautifully and I am very pleased with how my piece turned out. With every new piece I learn more. I hope that never stops.</p>madabandonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12308987309977481146noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9771388.post-62229307173184602962009-07-15T20:19:00.001-04:002009-07-15T20:19:31.912-04:00Berlin Wall<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/madabandon/3716819800/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2494/3716819800_9532733abb_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 1px #1B703A;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/madabandon/3716819800/">Berlin Wall</a> <br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/madabandon/">madabandon</a>.</span><br clear="all" /><p>This is what remains of the Berlin Wall. It is a stretch about fifty feet long on a rather bland street. Across the street from this remnant of the wall is a little museum in the form of a steel tower which you can ascend and get a view of how the scar of the wall bisects the city. I came upon it unintentionally--although it was a place I was interested in visiting--and found it very moving. To imagine this magnificent city split in two, and how people who might have been friends separated by only a few streets were entirely cut off from one another. And the utter prosaic location, and the blocks of post-war East German apartments across from it, belie it's intense symbolism. Like much of Berlin I found it intense, and it made me wonder what it must be like to live in a city with such a powerful and dramatic history.</p>madabandonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12308987309977481146noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9771388.post-67024444241976433392009-07-13T16:14:00.001-04:002009-07-13T16:14:19.505-04:00leaving Berlin<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/madabandon/3717473504/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2553/3717473504_873334d245_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 1px #1B703A;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/madabandon/3717473504/">water lilies</a> <br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/madabandon/">madabandon</a>.</span><br clear="all" /><p>I like this picture a lot, because it sums up some things I've discovered about this city. It is a beautiful city, full of history and architectural wonders. It is also a vital living city that does not in any way feel like a museum. There is creative energy all over the place: witness the pink wall in this little park I stumbled upon today.<br /><br />But I am ready to leave. I have been in solitude long enough. I am beginning to feel alienated, and I feel my spirits sinking. I have no friends here; I have not had a real conversation in days save for a nice night out for drinks with a former student and her boyfriend. I have walked miles and miles, looking, watching, listening. But I need human contact; not the superficial kind, but the kind I get from my friends. I am lonely by nature. Traveling alone makes me keenly aware of how significant loneliness is to my life. I should not force loneliiness for long.<br /><br />So I am packed. I will sleep for a few hours and go to the airport. I am quite tired so hopefully I will sleep on the plane, something that is difficult for me usually. I can't wait to see my pets. I miss them terribly.</p>madabandonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12308987309977481146noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9771388.post-41546407201589265572009-07-08T22:55:00.002-04:002009-07-08T23:02:53.296-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LnnkH1Kf5nE/SlVcMO20l5I/AAAAAAAAAL8/98ZuWT4d6hc/s1600-h/Garden+of+Exile.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LnnkH1Kf5nE/SlVcMO20l5I/AAAAAAAAAL8/98ZuWT4d6hc/s400/Garden+of+Exile.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356288697043294098" /></a><br /><br />I am in Berlin. I arrived on Tuesday. I am here alone. Traveling alone used to thrill me, and then for many years I could not do it. Yet this time I feel a sense of wonderment at how, thousands of miles from home, I wander strange beautiful streets; I negotiate the subway and find that my German is better and worse than I'd thought. And I live in my own head, for I hardly speak to anyone else. And so now it is almost five a.m. and the strange jet lag makes sleep impossible. I went to Daniel Libeskind's museum, one dedicated to the holocaust, and had a profoundly sad experience, connecting to the story of my mother's family in a powerful way. I cried. And then I plunged myself headlong into memory. I was not focused on old memories of childhood, but those of the closer past, a time when I was almost crazy with confusion and lust and dread and heartbreak. <br /><br />I feel ill at ease here in a way. It is a beautiful and vibrant city. It is also in Germany, the country that perpetuated a horror that killed most of my mother's family and made my own childhood one suffused with a tragic sadness. My mother told me of her story too early in my own life for me to be able to process it, and so I am convinced my depression or melancholy or whatever I might call it stems from that, in part if not wholely.<br /><br />But then I found these children playing in the Garden of Exile.madabandonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12308987309977481146noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9771388.post-17333991206036454292009-07-05T21:52:00.003-04:002009-07-05T21:57:54.754-04:00traveling manTomorrow afternoon I will head to JFK and from there fly to Berlin on SwissAir. There is a layover in Zurich. From Berlin I will go to Wernigerode to the International Choral Festival "Johannes Brahms" where I will be a guest of a music school in that small very old village in the Harz Mountains. Then I will return for a couple more days in Berlin, and then back to NYC to begin preparing for the premiere in New Hampshire at the end of the month. I am looking forward to Berlin. At the same time I have to admit that my depression/<span style="font-style:italic;">anomie</span>is on the upswing. I will just see how it goes. One thing I know is that I will have time to stroll and think and that maybe I will manage to post something here from Germany. Stay tuned...madabandonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12308987309977481146noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9771388.post-44606074613902913002009-06-08T18:05:00.003-04:002009-06-08T18:09:40.787-04:00travelThis July I will be traveling in Germany. I will start in Berlin and then spend a few days at a choral music festival in Wernigerode, an incredily well preserved town in the Harz Mountains known particularly for a beautiful castle perched high on a mountaintop. I will then return to Berlin, but can't stay for long because I must be back in NYC to rehearse for a premiere later that month. I am excited to go. It has been a very long time since I have traveled to Europe. Berlin in particular sounds like a wonderful place for me. I have imagined myself becoming utterly charmed by the art scene there and becoming an ex-pat, although my significant obligations and ties here would make that hard to do on any kind of permanent basis. I do hope to find some opportunities for performing and composing over there; the European scene is wonderfully diverse, and public appreciation for non-pop music is high. So now I am planning; I've already booked my plane tickets. If anyone has any recommendations for a good affordable hotel in Berlin please let me know. Thanks!madabandonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12308987309977481146noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9771388.post-69971420585186349372009-06-04T10:07:00.001-04:002009-06-04T10:07:33.887-04:00beautiful patsy<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/madabandon/3578156691/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3282/3578156691_e736766454_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 1px #1B703A;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/madabandon/3578156691/">beautiful patsy</a> <br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/madabandon/">madabandon</a>.</span><br clear="all" /><p>Patsy grows ever more regal and elegant. She reminds me so much of Pomona. But Pomona acted silly sometimes. Patsy is never anything but refined and lady-like.</p>madabandonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12308987309977481146noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9771388.post-72776741839751925782009-05-31T13:48:00.001-04:002009-05-31T13:48:31.959-04:00pale green eyes<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/madabandon/3579333847/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3663/3579333847_fa52707c17_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 1px #1B703A;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/madabandon/3579333847/">pale green eyes</a> <br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/madabandon/">madabandon</a>.</span><br clear="all" /><p>My lady Patsy</p>madabandonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12308987309977481146noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9771388.post-69369669089220953222009-05-03T18:52:00.001-04:002009-05-03T18:52:05.800-04:00My Friend the Pony<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/madabandon/3497980077/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3564/3497980077_edc9582db1_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 1px #1B703A;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/madabandon/3497980077/">My Friend the Pony</a> <br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/madabandon/">madabandon</a>.</span><br clear="all" /><p></p>madabandonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12308987309977481146noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9771388.post-65952713277816419722009-05-03T18:50:00.001-04:002009-05-03T18:50:13.040-04:00yellow flowers<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/madabandon/3498739918/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3382/3498739918_1405663c28_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 1px #1B703A;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/madabandon/3498739918/">yellow flowers</a> <br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/madabandon/">madabandon</a>.</span><br clear="all" /><p></p>madabandonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12308987309977481146noreply@blogger.com6