Today we have the privilege of hearing about Holli Margell's experience as a photographer and specifically as a daughter of someone who died from breast cancer. She has such a kind a generous spirit which I know comes through in her parenting, and life as a mompreneur and owner of Native Light Photography which is based out of the Seattle area. Remember Nathan Vass? the artist and bus driver we interviewed a couple weeks back in episode 42? Well *he* nominated Holli to appear on Bare Naked Bravery. and if you'll remember *he* was nominated by a fellow BNB listener! This is 4th degree Bravery right here! So freaking cool. So let's jump into it. Take a deep breath 'cause this one's worth listening up for. Without further ado, I give you Holli Margell.
I abandoned accepting regular monthly payments from my music students. I had all of them sending me a medium-sized check once each month for my tuition payment plan. Super simple concept, right?
Well, not really. There was a lot of emailing, texting and calling about scheduling and collecting payment. It seemed like I had a part-time job as bill collector. Yuck.
As teachers, we ask our students to practice (hopefully daily) so the notion of external and internal motivators should be a familiar concept to you. But, just in case, here’s a refresher…
You should see my Facebook feed. Every artist I know (which is a lot of them) are taking arms with paintbrushes, poetry, song, and even knitting needles. My friend Kaitlin tagged me in a challenge alongside this quote from Toni Morrison...
One of my favorite parts of my job as a musician is writing songs for people. No, not for the greater public to enjoy via Spotify or at a house concert of mine, although I love that too. My favorite part about being a songwriter is...
I've pulled the trigger on some rather large lifestyle changes. Without divulging too many details (ones not yet ready to be revealed) I can say that Marie Kondo and minimalism have been heavy on my mind.
Here's a precious new little song about nostalgia, home, place, and belonging. I used a lyric palette made from native plants, animals and food from the 3 different places I've called home in the last 3 decades.
PS - "Out there" is better than perfect. ;)
This hipster shot of a previously enjoyed mocha of mine exists to tell you that the other day I broke my caffeination fast with a soy latte. I cut caffeine out about 4 weeks ago because I started noticing my essential tremor in MY OTHER HAND. 😳 It's not very noticeable. But *I* notice. I notice very much. The degenerative nature of my neurology is breathing down my neck. and officially down both shoulders.
Every day for 14 days, the Western Washington University's performing arts building is soaked in Brahms, Bach, Tchaikovsky, and more. There are more kids than practice rooms. and the music and rehearsal schedule is so rigorous that every nook and cranny of the building is utilized to its full capacity... Including this loading dock I stumbled upon while on a coffee break, which @lecalethica has boldly claimed for her practice space. Just imagine harp wafting through the sky and down onto the Puget Sound... 😍
I mean, yes, there are always great reasons to not do anything, but when it comes to making the birth of this weekly show as big a deal as possible, I'll gladly crank it hard to the right and yell, "Why The HELL Not?!" Part of this leads me to something which I'm floored to announce...
On August 16th, a podcast shall be born! and we shall call it, Bare Naked Bravery!
It all feels bigger than anything I can handle on my own... If you want to join us in making this little podcast it's very best, I'm collecting applications to join the launch team!
This is a hard blog post to write. I've been feeling really rough lately.
At first, I thought it was my incessant "artist struggle" to get bills paid and pour myself out for all to see. I thought maybe it's that gosh-darned low grade depression which follows me around from time to time... (It very well might be.)
But as the gloom presses down upon me further and further, my detective-brain hunts furiously to get to the bottom of it. Perhaps it's just the continued life changes I've endured over the last 5 years? Perhaps too much proverbial shit has hit the fan for me? Perhaps I'm just too worn down to smile like I used to?
This may not be what the sky looks like tonight (it's from a couple nights ago) but it's how I fee right now. As a sophomore in college I spent over a semester living in Ankara, Turkey...
And by “terrible art” I mean absolutely NO art. Zilch. Zero. Nada. This week was a perfect example of exactly that.
Not many people get to see the "other" Seattle skyline: ferris wheel, stadiums, port paraphernalia, and Mt Rainier.
I got to call my dad while looking at this view sitting in traffic on my way home from teaching music.
My dad's a teacher too - a professor who wears bow ties, elbow patches, and gives exorbitantly long answers to simple questions. He's the one who taught me how to ask questions, sell lemonade, and be a feminist #girlboss.
My dad's pretty great.
Happy Father's Y'all!
Yesterday I took advantage of the perfect lighting and acoustics in a stairwell by *almost* spontaneously giving a little concert via the killer website, Concert Window! These shows are always so crazy. It blows my mind that I can press a couple buttons and send myself to the moon and back down for ANYONE, ANYWHERE to see!
If technology is on our side, I'll reach through the span of the internet and make your music-lovin' self feel like this little guy...
I love this photo so much.
It's the visual embodiment of what it's like to be a part of a recital with the Coda School of Music. Teachers laughing, kids trying to look super cool, big smiles, and so much love.
For those of you that don't know, my friend Lacey Brown and I started a community music school with another friend Ivar Hillesland. Earlier this month, we completed our first year of official nonprofit-ness and also therefore (successfully) submitted our first round of nonprofit taxes. (Heck yes!)
The Coda School of Music exists to support the local community of music educators by providing a space to teach, collaborate, and support each other. We know when the teachers feel cared for, their students will ultimately feel that too. Collectively our teachers and students get to participate in seasonal community recitals, workshops, and other performances. It's just the coolest.
I am honored to work alongside our teachers, volunteers, and donors. It's such a blast seeing how these students get to reap the benefit of having teachers that can afford to give to their students in such holistically healthy ways.
Alternative Blog Post Title: "I Don't Have Time To Write Songs for a Kids Album! ...Or Do I?" I've got a lot going on these days - writing a book and getting ready to release a new album. As part of raising funds to release this album, I've set an album pre-order level for anyone to commission an original or cover song.
I made the decision at 4:30pm to arrive at the train station at 5:30pm. I can hear you saying, "Oh my god. Emily, you are insane." Don't worry, I'm not.
So the idea to pull together a little playlist of all the bands represented by the musicians who play on Velveteen just came to me the other day. LITTLE DID I KNOW, this playlist would become one of my. favorite. playlists.