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  • Listening to Janet Echelman talk of her art and work with fishermen in India reminded me of my own endeavours in New York. In 2010 I recorded some songs in a small studio in Brooklyn. It was also a spontaneous process, where we wrote and composed all the songs whilst in the studio sessions, or in-between on coffee breaks, either walking the streets, or in cafes and parks. The instruments moved around the musicians like a teacup at a mad hatters party and all the members had to play. Between us a mandolin, fiddle, ukulele, and organ created the musical melody. Whilst others played with various tamborines and rainsticks, I sung a melody which would later become the bass line. I then sampled Accapella music live from the foot of the The Metropolitan Museum of Art in Manhattan. This process meant I had to intuite my work as much as structure it around our goals. In two days we had two wonderfully creative, playful songs.

    I feel it is so important to have as many professionals as possible telling people to follow their dreams and remind us to use our imaginations. That is why Echelman's talk is particularly inspiring. To qoute Michael Kean (2012) "I really respected this woman's audacity and fervour for art." Touche, Michael. Touche.

    (The photo above is of a woman I met on a photo shoot in a subway in Manhattan. There are so many crazy, colourful, creative, charismatic people in NY. I miss it! And the song is one of those which I recorded in that studio, titled Big Apple.)
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