Thursday, 25 July 2013

A tale to tell

My busking session was again in Burnie, starting at 11am, and accompanied by my Dad and his tourist attracting, busking alpaca, Rico (no joke, our family are eccentric!).
Warmed by my usual large chai, one sugar, I began the performance energetically! and that energy remained for the two and a half hours that I play, 
as peoples comments, interest and appreciation was show throughout the duration. Giving me a high that lasted for the rest of the day.

I gained a couple of new items for my collection, Jetsam of the Donation Box (unusual items that have been donated)
One being a small bible, donated by a warm hearted religious zealous who, for the last 30 years has handed out pamphlets and preached in the streets of Burnie. He seemed as natural a feature as the oldest structure there. Perhaps not liked by everyone, but accepted as something that wont be changed any time soon.

Meeting such characters truly is a love of mine. Another little character I met today, won the honour of providing me with the comment of the day! and had me in giggles for a good couple of minutes afterwards.
Pretty enthused for another busking session in Launceston tomorrow morning! 
I hope the good luck and interesting encounters continue to take place.


Comment of the day

"Here, you might need a sugar boost later."

provided by a young boy as he donated a sachet of white sugar!!


So sweet.










Wednesday, 24 July 2013

New arrivals



My long time coming business cards have finally arrived! 
all two thousand of them! 
many thanks to Carolyn for designing this art nouveau marvel!



My logo and business name, Twisted Strings. So incredibly happy with how they turned out, and I can't wait to hand out the first one to an interested stranger. 
What do you think? does the name fit the service I am providing? Please leave a comment and let me know.

Sunday, 21 July 2013

Thursday the 18th


I made the journey once more to the Launceston mall, for my booked busking session. It was, again, a cold day and upon arrival I discovered I had left my jacket an hour and a half away in Sheffield. Armed with an extra large chia (two sugars) and determination to play as vigorously as possible to keep the cold away, I started up. However there were many intermissions throughout my playing, as it seemed all my friends were out for a shopping run or road trip! amongst many encounters with old and new friends, I met this gorgeous girl! who enjoyed the opportunity to strum the harp, and hear me play. I was lucky enough to be given permission to display this photo, taken by her two friendly carers. I'm very thankful for being able to share it with you, to show you some of the pleasure that the harp, and music can bring.


Comment of the day
"Your nimble fingers look like spiders"

I hear this a lot for some reason.










Saturday, 13 July 2013

Sunshine


During the last two days I have played in both Burnie, and Launceston. I have blisters on my blisters but am so, so happy and grateful!

In Burnie I had a wonderful time, filled with generosity and amusing encounters. Surprisingly, I topped my personal best for the year thus far!  met a hilarious old lady who decided to yodel for me, and who was greatly amused by my embarrassment when she made an indecent joke. A council worker picking up litter jokingly tried to pinch some money from my box! Also I had a brief interview, and played some music for the ABC Radio, which was featured at 3 o'clock that day. The interviewer was wearing an alpaca knit, moth eaten ,hippy jumper, and came looming over me brandishing a recorder. Admittedly he's authenticity was greatly doubted at the time!




Yesterday in Launceston, amidst the unexpected sunshine I played for two hours, adding to my display of blisters. I received some tourist attention, and continued my new tradition and allowed a child to have a go on the harp. It seemed to make her day, as well as mine. 

After that, a woman came and asked me deep questions all about the harp and what I plan to do with my life, and what my dream would be. It was a nice break from playing, and I was touched by her interest and encouragement. As she left, she pulled out a 50 dollar note and handed it to me! 


Comment of the day

"... it will all come together for you, travel and grow."







Wednesday, 10 July 2013

ChocFest Clockwork Doll

cheeky pose

As you know, I entered Latrobe Chocolate Winter Fest's Where's The Tallent competition. 
Which took place last Sunday and required me to arrive at the venue at 9.40 for a sound check.
The official competition started at 11. So I and the twelve other competitors waited in a side room (with a conveniently placed bar) over the five hours it took for us all to play, and the judges to provide us with their feedback, the winners to be announced etc. 


face paint
Used to being the lone performer at all other events I've attended, I found that nerves were amplified by people in the room, almost bouncing off each of other as everyone dealt differently with the waiting, and anticipation, and I found it effected my nerves far differently that what I am singularly used to.
I met some great musicians, and performers. Though I did not place in the competition, I am really happy with how it was received, and feel enthused to make my busking sessions more theatrical!

It was, to my understanding, the first sunny day that the festival has enjoyed in years, so all in all, it was a great experience.


As promised, we quickly snapped some photos in front of the bar, in between my performance, sadly no video but fingers crossed for next time I'll be more organised.



clockwork doll


Comment of the day, totally innocent like.


"Can I wind you up after you've played?"


Wednesday, 3 July 2013

Music-Thanatology

In March of this year, I traveled to Geelong to attend a harp workshop, run by the incredible Peter Roberts. Some of you may have seen his feature on Australian Story, Heaven Sent. This man is Australia's only thanatologist, and a great inspiration to me and many others.
Music thanatology is a field whose practitioners provide musical comfort, using harp and voice at the bedside of patients near the end of life. 

Our group of eighty ranged from harpists, nurses, teachers, carers, and so so many more, who's life experiences or work led them to search for a way other than the norm, to assist and ease the passing of others, and make it a meaningful and beautiful experience for all concerned.

Much that I learnt during that time made me think of a woman, whom I had played my harp for a couple of months earlier in a Tasmanian hospital. She has passed away now, and though my music appeared to be much appreciated at the time, I wish had attended Peters workshop before meeting her. I think of how differently I would have played, and consider, how much more of a difference I could have made. It is not with regret that I think of this, but with appreciation of the lesson learnt, and the knowledge gained though jumping in the deep end due to my lack of experience. It is with an almost hopeful expectancy that I consider how I will play, should there be a next time.

My mother was instrumental in getting me over there and I will be forever grateful for her encouragement and gentle persuasion, as this three day workshop was the most touching, emotional and educational experience of my life so far. The stories of death and life, and the part which music played, were both heart breaking and heart warming! I believe that every member of our group cried openly at one time or another, and lives were touched by the open, honest sharing of our guest speakers and co ordinators.
Never have I felt so connected to complete strangers before! it is only now I realise how descriptive and apt the word "Connected" is in reference to those three days.

Being the youngest member of a group of eighty I felt a little out of place, but after the first day with every person I talked to being welcoming, interested and kind, I felt at home and at ease in their company, and learnt much, not only from the workshop activities and talks, but from the individuals also.
I met many inspirational people, most of whom have made an unwitting impact on my life. One whom I connected with and funnily enough was also from a large home educated family. 
I would like to introduce her to you, and ask you to assist her in her dream to travel to America and partake in the only Music-thanatology training available. So please click on the link below, have a read and show your support for such a worthy cause, and a worthy person.

Michal Wright