Tuesday, September 13, 2011
First day in Banff
Arriving at the Banff Centre of the Arts, at least if you're in the Leighton Artist's Colony, involves forays all over the campus to check in, to move into your room in residence, to get your "artist's card" (which is also your meal card), your Banff National Park sticker for your car, and then wandering off into the woods to see if you can find your cabin. I'm in a small cabin designed by architect Fred Valentine with a composer in mind. So it has a piano and wonderful acoustics for my guitar. I didn't bring any piano music with me, but I'm hoping I can borrow some from the library. From my little hut, I don't see the mountains; what I've been watching out my huge windows today are wind, light, a single marten who, like an acrobat, trotted along one deadfall log after another.
Today it's cloudy, and the mountains seem to have quietly closed in on themselves. The forest is quiet, expecting rain perhaps.
at 9:15 AM