Shell

Posted by on Sep 30, 2010 in Sing15: Will's Year | No Comments
Shell

Cape Town — I wake at 5 to my alarm, needing to rise early to catch the bus to the ferry that goes to Robben Island, where Mandela was imprisoned. Unfamiliar birds call outside. I had thought of singing this morning in the lush gardens around this hotel, but wake to darkness outside and decide […]

Sliding In

Posted by on Sep 29, 2010 in Sing15: Will's Year | No Comments
Sliding In

Cape Town, South Africa – Arriving late and thinned out last night after 30 hours of travel, my senses are still on awake. I watch the on-board GPS map as we cross from ocean to Africa, first over Namibia and I feel like an explorer. In Johannesburg I change planes, emerging to see a row […]

Inside Voice

Posted by on Sep 28, 2010 in Sing15: Will's Year | No Comments
Inside Voice

My foot is protruding from the blanket, tapping time. I wonder if anyone notices. I feel internal color re-emerging.

Inflated

Posted by on Sep 27, 2010 in Sing15: Will's Year | No Comments
Inflated

Yawns are contagious even when I’m alone. One leads to the next. The sound vibrates my whole torso.

Footnotes

Posted by on Sep 26, 2010 in Sing15: Will's Year | No Comments
Footnotes

Then I notice a pedal-like sensation, where when I put more pressure on one foot it surges my voice, like revving an engine.

Wording

Posted by on Sep 25, 2010 in Sing15: Will's Year | No Comments
Wording

I realize how powerful the words we all know are, how much weight each one has.

Hear Here

Posted by on Sep 24, 2010 in Sing15: Will's Year | No Comments
Hear Here

I … notice there is a small transition in awareness from the singing to the hearing, like I’m hearing less while I’m singing and need tune back in after.

Walking in Fog

Posted by on Sep 23, 2010 in Sing15: Will's Year | No Comments
Walking in Fog

Today my mind wants to be original and cohesive, but my body offers none of that.