composer, pianist, music educator
Dark highways sprawl over surfaces Like veins crawling under obscure spaces Where brown skin and flesh reveals The invisible threads of unyielding forces Talking about multitudes of ancestors, The collision of native lands and colonizers, The concrete slabs and irreversible scars Paid for by governments that vaguely promise Better lives among greener pastures As overseas [...]
(Originally posted last 10 June 2017 on Facebook) I already had my fill of traveling through freeways connecting cities and towns just within the past two weeks. Last week was that 45-minute distance between Ruston and Monroe in Louisiana. This week got me hooked into the 6-hour distance between Toronto and Montreal (for the nth [...]
(Originally posted last 04 June 2017 on Facebook) It's really great to be part of the New Music on the Bayou this year! I met new friends (and new browwwws to count 33 lines with...ummm I should stop this lol), heard lots of music and conversations, mess around with crawfish for the first time (good thing seafood [...]
Canada can be what you make of it, but it won't be solely what you want from it. Benedict Anderson redefined the concept of "nation" as imagined by the people who perceives themselves as part of this socially constructed community, and I remember my former teacher saying that given such an idea, we can even [...]
October 17, 2015. 3:30 AM. This was a rather long-delayed update, but at least I get to reflect on the lab sessions and readings I've participated in during the summer of 2015. Add to it the premiere of my new large chamber piece Wilujeng by the McGill Contemporary Music Ensemble just a few hours ago at Pollack [...]
Na sa kanyang paglayag Makita ang tinatamasang Maningning na liwanag. That in one's voyage One will see what one desires A glimmering light. = sometime in 2011 =
Saan pa ba hahanapin Kundi sa sariling mga panaginip Lupain na abot-tanaw ang kawalan. Where else does one find Except in one's own dreams A place where nothing exists beyond the horizon. * "...in her glances...to the abyss seen beyond the horizon..."
...moments that invoke those memories ...of silence and solitude ...of suffering and struggle ...of pain ...of life (and death...) ...and yet no one can reconstruct ...no one will paint the whole canvas ...full of these moments ...of silence and solitude ...of suffering and struggle ...of the pain ...within this space of existence ...within these outbursts [...]
...as if everyone and everything suddenly vanished after a barrage of aural events. just like a television that was suddenly turned off. one would suddenly look up and search for any visible sign of life to affirm that life still flows from what one sees around. ...like there should still be something happening but can't [...]
Juro Kim Feliz 