Think of the number three.
Think of the circles it represents.
Mind/body/spirit. Past/present/future. Art/science/religion.
One hundred years ago, in October of 1908, Democratic nominee William Jennings Bryan was in a close race for president…
A body of liquid on the surface of the world is a good description of “Lake.” Both the body of water and the band.
Here’s a collective of voices and musicians who, like the unconfined limitlessness of water in a lake, use their talents to a pliable, refreshing effect.
One of the best ballads ever written for the stage begins thus:
Attend the tale of Sweeney Todd
His skin was pale and his eye was odd
For years, I heard my father saying “What we need is a good recession, maybe even another Depression.” It was…
Last night after dinner I finally got around to reading one of the many magazines, newsletters and journals that I…
A bit of spit and vinegar and some new ideas with the talent to back them.
That’s the recipe being followed by both the old and new faces behind the Island Arts Council.
Djangofest Northwest 2008 featured top gypsy jazz groups such as Pearl Django, the Sebastien Giniaux Trio, Fishtank Ensemble, 3 Leg Torso, Hot Club Sandwich, Billet-Deux and others.
It’s a real jungle at Whidbey Children’s Theater this month.
Thirty-two Whidbey Island youngsters sing, dance and act their hearts out in WCT’s season-opening musical, “The Jungle Book,” based on the “Mowgli” stories of Rudyard Kipling.
“Your madrones look pretty good,” Jim said. Chainsaw idling, he stood beside a pile of firewood and brush, the remains…
Awakening, reverence, sustainability, justice, peace and joy.
Such are the words that describe the motivation behind why there is a place on this island where people can convene for extraordinary activities, such as learning where their spirit lies and delving into a deep inquiry on how to make the world a better place.
The Whidbey Institute at Chinook is such a place, and it’s celebrating its 15th anniversary this month.
No ghoulish masks, no rattling skeletons, no mysterious moans and groans, no tombstones, smashed pumpkins or witches on broomsticks. Nevertheless,…
