That’s me, waking up in Utrecht, not wanting to leave… not even for Paris. The following photos chronicle our evening in Paris and our show in Nantes, then en route to Rouen. Our last night in France, Lille, coming later. Sending love to all from our current post in Antwerp; off to...
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From Paris to Den Bosch to Utrecht
What an amazing few days. Damien played at Point FMR in Paris with Tom Brosseau [accompanied by Portland artist Shelley Short] and Bowerbirds, which would be a killer lineup anywhere, let alone to see such dear humans in France. We then proceeded the Netherlands, where we had the chance to spend time with...
From Freiburg to Dijon to Paris
Stories to follow. Little bursts, iphone photos, and sleep deprived recountings at tumblr as well. For now… Paris!!
Schweiz
Our first 48 hours in Switzerland.
// Walking // Hotel // Husband // Venue // Breakfast //
Never trust a gps
Because, as you can see - this is not a Cracker Barrel.
Memphis
These images are unfairly offered without comment. The stories of this tour will take ages to unfold. The most important fact to convey is that Damien and I are utterly in love with our tour mates, and with all of the adventures he + I have had thus far.
Rather than give...
My little runaway
Damien and I unexpectedly skipped town Sunday evening. After a beautiful afternoon show on Sunday, we got word from Jenny J that we’d need to reschedule our Monday dinner + photo tutorial. Though less time with Jenny is never a good thing, we jumped at the chance to escape the city. We...
More visions of Spain
It’s hard to wake up to this for a few days, then return to ‘real’ life.
Not that I’m disputing the beauty of the Puget Sound or the joy I get when I see the Fauntleroy ferry crossing to Vashon right in our backyard. But Granada was a fairy tale, a place I didn’t think...
Granada, also known as true love
Our days spent at Casa Martin really qualify as a completely different trip than the mini-tour that preceded them.
My dear Sarafina Guio moved to Granada about a year and a half ago, after falling in love with her now-husband Rafa while studying abroad there. By some lucky accident, Aja Pecknold was visiting...
Stateside
I’d definitely intended to blog more while we were in Spain; but at a certain point the trip calls to you to leave the computer alone + just enjoy.
The morning of the 18th we left our little home sweet Barcelo to head towards Malaga. The beauty of the drive was shocking -...