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Church and Steeple

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There’s a peace I’ve come to know,
Though my heart and flesh may fail,
There’s an anchor for my soul,
I can say, “It is well.” 

My first year in Chicago involved an exhaustive, yearlong 50+ church search before finding my parish home. I was a member at Ascension in Oak Park for three years, where I joined as a cantor to make beautiful music with talented musicians, many of whom were connected to two local Catholic music publishers. I climbed a staircase to the pulpit to lead the psalms in a century-old church. I learned how to sing Gelineau, Taizé and other songs with rich tradition. And while that music is moving, it’s not always the music that moves me.

Last August, I was elated to return to Holy Name’s LifeTeen band I left in 2005 when I moved, and as luck would have it, they needed a piano player. From keys to drums, electric guitar & bass, and four vocals, my friends and I sing contemporary Catholic and Christian music. We groove with tight harmonies and glow with energy that gives me goosebumps and connects with the congregation in sung prayer. And the homilies are both meaningful and memorable.

And I hear the voice of many angels sing, 
“Worthy is the Lamb.” 
And I hear the cry of every longing heart, 
“Worthy is the Lamb.”

There’s an anchor for my soul,
I can say, “It is well.”

Because I am home.

February 14th, 2012|General, Minneapolis|2 Comments

Minnesota Muskies

Minnesota Muskies
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Puzzled. That best describes my reaction on entering the Target Center to watch the Minnesota Timberwolves and instead finding the Muskies. Did I miss something? Am I at the right stadium? Turns out, tonight was the first night the Timberwolves are wearing throwback jerseys of the Minnesota Muskies, to honor a basketball team from Minnesota’s past (1967-68). This photo captured a Minnesota three-pointer, though the Pacers would win 109-99. Thanks Target for the suite seats.

February 1st, 2012|Minneapolis, People|Comments Off on Minnesota Muskies

Violin Maker

Dahl Violin Shop
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It was like spring today, with birds singing and a sky that was actually this blue. Sometimes taking new routes has its rewards. Like walking down an alley in Minneapolis and finding this gem. Flanked by WCCO-TV on one side and surrounded by modern skyscrapers, finding a shop here that makes old world instruments was unexpected. Considering my modern instruments are manufactured in Japan (Yamaha alto and soprano saxophones), I’m fascinated by instruments that are not only pleasing to the ear, but an example of fine craftsmanship and art in itself.

January 31st, 2012|Minneapolis, Music, Photography|Comments Off on Violin Maker

Classical Mural

Musical mural

Footsteps from my front door are music venues galore. This afternoon, I traveled ’round the globe during a free one-hour concert at Orchestra Hall. I heard Gershwin’s Caribbean rhythms in Cuban Overture, the festive music of An Orkney Wedding, with Sunrise (including a finale with bagpipes!), the Spanish-infused Boléro, and a new concerto from India for violin and tabla drum. The tabla player was amazing. I’ve never seen such fast working phalanges. (See an example below the jump.)
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Listen to the tabla:

January 28th, 2012|Minneapolis, Music, Photography|Comments Off on Classical Mural

Skyline Aquarium

Target Aquarium
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You don’t have to look too closely at the Minneapolis skyline at night to notice something distinctly different. Not all bulbs are created equal. Atop the Target building is something bolder: a digital light art display featuring 700,000 LED lights. Tonight, I captured an aquarium with schools of fish, a shark, and the comical but shy orange Puffer fish. A couple new designs are featured every month. As I leaned against a wall snapping photos, smiling passersby shared:

  • Are you taking photos?  (Um, yes.)
  • Make sure you get the Puffer! He moves fast.  (I know, right?!)
  • Cool, huh? It’s like my personal aquarium outside my condo living room. (Yes indeed.)

Learn more: Top of the Target Building Glows

January 27th, 2012|Minneapolis, Photography|Comments Off on Skyline Aquarium

Pink Elephants on Parade

Orchestra Hall
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Whimsical blue tubes erupt around the exterior of Orchestra Hall in downtown Minneapolis. These playful, architectural adornments look a lot like sousaphones. And in my imagination, I half expect to hear them making music from one of my favorite childhood movies with the song Pink Elephants on Parade.

January 17th, 2012|Minneapolis, Music, Photography|Comments Off on Pink Elephants on Parade

Marquee

Lion King - Orpheum Theater, Minneapolis
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Disney’s The Lion King:  Equally as magnificient as the Minneapolis premiere I saw in 1997.

January 12th, 2012|Minneapolis, Music|1 Comment

Green Gables

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Today I was thinking about Epiphany Sunday during my photo walk. (Side note: Traditionally in Christianity, the Epiphany falls on the 6th of January, though it’s celebrated in my church the first Sunday following January 1.) I wanted to shoot something green, but finding that unlikely, I headed to the Basilica of St. Mary in Minneapolis.

I circled the basilica hoping to frame a unique photo, but the sky was a boring winter blue. And, then I found it. A green shingled roof on the property. Bingo.

As I thought about my newly taken photo during Mass tonight, I recalled a new translation of the Catholic Mass which reads: “Lord, I am not worthy that you should enter under my roof, but only say the word and my soul shall be healed.”

While probably not a theologically correct correlation, I wondered to myself, “Who else would I invite under my roof?” and metaphorically speaking, doesn’t all humanity live under the same roof with intertwining lives? The priest shared a message of caring for one another because we’re all in this world together.

I thought about how each of our ideas, words, emotions and actions has a rippling effect on others, in ways that are visible and invisible. I thought about the gifts of the Magi on this Epiphany Sunday—the gold, frankincense and myrrh—and how each person has their own unique gifts to share. Have you recognized your gifts? And, do you let them ripple with family, with friends, with colleagues, even strangers?

Twelve hours later, a seemingly simple, green gabled photo means more. It’s a symbolic invitation for me (and perhaps others) to share your roof, your heart, your gifts and your best self.

January 8th, 2012|Minneapolis, Photography|Comments Off on Green Gables

Geographic Disorientation

Minneapolis Skyline

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Chicago Skyline

From rivers to rails and back again. Tonight I visited the birthplace of Minneapolis…St. Anthony Falls, the only true waterfall on the Mississippi River and the source of water power for sawmills, textile mills and flour mills that would build a city in the mid-1800s. Contrast that with Chicago, a city whose railroads contributed to its rise as a major transportation hub connecting the eastern and western U.S.

One side effect of moving includes a lingering sense of geographic disorientation. By day, I’m in Minneapolis; by night, my mind is in Chicago.

In random moments between being asleep and fully awake, I’ll make a mental checklist of the errands to make, the stores to visit and the roads I’ll take. And, then it hits me that I’m 400 miles away. From Chicago. I won’t be taking the Eisenhower, the Blue Line or Butterfield Road. Or, it suddenly occurs to me that my favorite pizza I’m pining to share with pals is now either a 7-hour drive or a “free” Diet Coke and a bag of pretzels away (if you’re lucky). My daily discourse with McFamily friends has shifted to Likes and comments. And, the two fitness centers (and regulars there) I often saw 5-6 times a week are no longer part of my routine, nor are my running buddies who helped me break a 3 mile plateau to finish my first half-marathon last June.

My four years in Chicagoland were the longest I’ve lived at the same mailing address in my adult life….many memories, stories and laughter shared, and friendships made. These are things not meant to be left behind, but to carry forward. And thanks to technology, I’m ever connected to those who have shaped my life in large ways and small.

It’s said that changing jobs (in addition to a relocation) can be one of the most stressful experiences you have. Luckily for me, it’s been a fun and relatively smooth transition as I find my new groove. I’m thrilled to once again call myself Minnesotan. You betcha.

January 3rd, 2012|Minneapolis, Photography|Comments Off on Geographic Disorientation