Our deep, bright dreams

Like a phoenix, healing. Lots of birds, some with people faces. Tread softly.

[selki]

I forgot to ever post pics from my new york trip so have one of my looking really awkward next to a cool bird skeleton?

[birdwithapeopleface]

Hi, we don’t know each other but same

[birdwithapeopleface]

I was a Tyrannochorus [”Rex!”] for Halloween at school today. I printed out the first two pages of the Rex tremendae from Mozart’s Requiem and carried my folder around all day (but I had choir and conducting, so it was not extremely out of place). 

Some of my friends said I should have printed out the theme from Jurassic Park and I was like 

that’s not in the public domain, so where’m I going to get it, 

that’s an entire orchestral score, no one’s going to look closely enough and stand there long enough to figure out that’s what it is 

Most Importantly, that doesn’t have a chorus part!!!

[birdwithapeopleface]

I dreamt that I and my family/friends were living on a terraformed colony on one of the Galilean moons, and someone had been granted a wish, or had a prayer answered, which resulted in our moon being moved further away from Jupiter (we must have been on Callisto because there was no worry about the 4-2-1 resonance of the other three being upset) and an “invisible moon” being put between us and Jupiter (which was also the Sun????) so we would be shielded from its radiation-light-harmful-energies-or-whatever. 

I don’t really remember much else except for huge expanses of crop fields, going to something that was either a play or a drive-in movie, and how difficult it was to get around beneath the glaring light before the shield, and what a blissful relief the artificial twilight was. 

Most of the imagery and emotions probably are resurfaced memories of watching the solar eclipse back in August, now that I reflect on it. I have been thinking about it because I’m basing a choral piece on that very imagery and emotions.

In other news I’m still alive, I’m hugely busy at university in my new major. Maybe I can upload some compositions here, someday I’ll get back to posting/reblogging (maybe thanksgiving break, maybe winter break) but I still check every day. 

[artistsanimals]

Title: Netsuke of Octopus Date: 19th century Culture: Japan Medium: Wood Size: H. 1 ¾ in. (4.4 cm) Source: The MET

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Framerate synced with a bird’s wings

[finneanhasspoken-deactivated201]

@lotsandlotsofbirds

[mostlythemarsh]

Greens of Summers

[thebonjourguy]

[snowysaur]

starry

[resimlerin-dili]

[monkeysaysficus]

Light your way with the SCREAM LANTERN

[birdwithapeopleface]

What’s kind of fun is that I’ll be living out the old “Hi I’m X and I’m auditioning for Y with ‘Ironic Song’” meme

I’m a music composition major and I’ll be auditioning for the top choir with “Art is Calling for Me” from Victor Herbert’s The Enchantress, which is a song about how much I’m dying to be an operatic soloist

I’m living the meme

[birdwithapeopleface]

It’s the first day of school, my first day as a music composition major. I get to meet all my new classmates and hopefully make some new friends. 

It’s also choir audition day and I’m auditioning to get into the top choir. Auditions are vastly increased in difficulty this year for various reasons. I have several conflicts of interest going:

I want to get into the top choir because the music is more complex/rewarding and I want to be able to study it from the inside for composition purposes, because I really want to compose choral music (as well as other vocal/theatre music)

Top choir callbacks are at the same time as the composition students-faculty party, so I can only go to THAT and make connections with students and teachers and make myself known if I don’t get invited to callbacks

I was in the second best choir this past year and loved it and I’m extremely loyal to the director, who helped me immensely during my gender journey. He changed my life really. So I also don’t want to feel, if I get in to the top choir, that I’m abandoning him

I’m at school all day from 10 to 8 or 9 so we’ll just see how this goes today.

Wish me luck!

[dendroica]

Scarlet Pimpernel, Anagallis arvensis (by me)

[design-is-fine]

Walter Crane, Peacock garden corridor, 1898-1900. Museum of Applied Arts, Budapest. Shown is the entrance to the former private apartment of the first museum director, who was a big admirer of british design, Crane was celebrated with an exhibition in 1900.

[muchastyle]

Alphonse Mucha. Design for the indoor stained glass panels of Georges Fouquet’s Bijouterie, Paris, Musée Carnavalet (Carnavalet Museum).

[izenwork]

haku

[maverick-ornithography]

The Nanotech plague of 3218 was one of the most devastating “grey goo” incidents of the common era’s fourth millennium. Unlike the nanotech plague of 3047 which merely transformed many North American trees into shining metal statues, the 3218 plague afflicted a large population of birds in Oceania and Southeast Asia. Above, a Spoonbill is rendered by the errant nanotechnology into a variety of machine parts and utensils in a cruelly ironic twist on it’s name.

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