The photograph above, which reminds me a bit of an Edward S. Curtis, was taken at the cabin adjacent to the humble lodge Rachel and I called home. When I say home, I truly and honestly mean home. In so many ways this is all I long for. So unbelievably correct coinciding with the man I've become. This was my dream come true. Yet, a slap in the face knowing what I must go back to. Perhaps one day Mystery will shine upon and open a path back to her? For now, I'll pray in one hand and defecate in the other to see which one fills up first.
Okay, well another facet of this retreat was to capture several recordings. Recordings of the environment yes, but also frame drum, flutes and vocals to be implemented into the next Blood of the Black Owl offering entitled "Soaring the Shadow Spiral". The many drum meditations and flute work turned out brilliantly and I look forward to beginning the process of composing around them, as well as placing said captures into existing movements already recorded. The above and following photographic elements were taken during this process. Courtesy of Rachel's stealth woodland eye.
Well, thanks for taking the time to read this little window into the recent. As mentioned in a previous blog, the new album is nearing completion and I'll have more to announce in the coming weeks.
Thanks for your time and interest,
-Chet W. Scott