November is big sky season here in Vermont. This composition from a few years back is inspired by the November horizon, the colors and textures of that open sky after autumn leaves have fallen. It was made with steel guitar and tuned glass bowls.
CHROMA HORIZON II is one of six of my compositions that can be heard in the soundtrack to FREEDOM AND UNITY: THE VERMONT MOVIE. I am honored to be part of this amazing project that goes deep into the place that I call home:
Saturday, October 26, 2013
DAWN, WINOOSKI RIVER - painting by Kevin Macneil Brown, watercolor on paper, October 2013.
Old moon, shining, sets.
The opposite sky is steeped in the luminous
blood of new roses.
Last leaves shimmer in hard darkness.
Cold wind, slicing, Pleistoscene
finds long-lost dreams
of flint, fog, footpath;
dark spruce and blue-black
-Kevin Macneil Brown
Saturday, October 05, 2013
Monday, September 02, 2013
Saturday, August 17, 2013
Late summer now, and it seems that each of my running journeys makes its way to a shore: hard-packed mud or pebbled bar along the
; sandy urban beaches along Winooski
Champlain at Burlington.
And in these places I keep meeting up with the sandpiper—that fleet,
long-legged shorebird with plumage the pale, summer-washed gray and sandy dun
of distant ocean beaches, that pealing ripple of song as the bird runs, feet
wet, wings lifted up and held back, along the light-silvered shore.
I’ve come to feel a connection with the sandpiper this summer. I, too, have been solitary and shore-exploring, drawn to liminal places: meetings of water, land, moving light.
And as the summer reaches fullness and ripening, I feel the sense of something finished, of movement on— no, toward— a different horizon.
The time alone has been time well-spent—long runs for meditation, contemplation, motion, memory. This has fed the work I’ve made: the long sound art composition THE HARBOR AT DAWN, the series of
Lake Champlain watercolor paintings
that began with sketches made beginning last summer and that I finished this
week. I feel myself carrying a sense of completion; of deep, deep feelings
recognized, engaged with, and acted upon-- with focus and discipline; with patience,
effort, and love.
Also, all that time for reading. Just enough band practices, gigs, shifts at the Kellogg-Hubbard Library, and dinners with Robin to keep me from total isolation. I am grateful to have gone deep this summer. I have come out different.
There is still a sense of uncertainty about major things ahead—domicile in particular. But the school year begins anew in less than two weeks, and I look forward to the intensity of middle school energy. There are lots of gigs on the near horizon, and singing and playing steel guitar with the great musicians I have the privilege to work with is an utter joy. And my creative decks are cleared for beginning draft three of Dutra mystery novel number 4, with first-readers’ notes compiled and partially contemplated—ready to roll sometime in the fall.
Back now, to that late-summer sandpiper, running on hard-packed sand alongside blue-green water. The breaking white of small waves; a hazed August sky above. A ringing call rises, sounding above the white noise of those waves. The shorebird runs, wings swept back, held high, now lifting, lifting--lifted…
Journal entry and watercolor sketch by KMB, August 2013.
Wednesday, August 07, 2013
Paintings by Kevin Macneil Brown watercolor on paper, Summer 2013.
The idea behind the ASK THE MORNING series is simple: Drink some coffee, do some morning reading and contemplation. Gather paint, paper, water, brushes. Go outside and begin painting, going along with whatever wants to arrive.- KMB