Stacy Horn

Anyone who knows me knows I love snow, so blizzards make me ecstatic. I plan to be outside and playing, and taking pictures. Please impress me, storm!

Creepy plushie costume. The cross adds a whole level of creepiness, I think. PS: I love everything about the outfit, accessories, and hairstyle of the girl to its right.

I went to a performance by Choral Chameleon on Friday. It was such an exciting, inventive program. The music was beautiful, and I saw and heard things I’d never heard before. I wish it wasn’t too late for you all to go, but the concerts were on Friday and Saturday. Their next concerts are on June 9 and 11, however. Although it’s a different program I’m sure it will be just as breathtaking.

From their website about the music they’ll be performing in June: A concert that plays with beginnings and endings – exploring aleatory, electroacoustic music, loop pedals and minimalism.

The singers exiting the stage.

I don’t know where they are coming in from, and I have to decide what to try next. I also learned yesterday that my building is on a block that has been designated a “rat resevoir“!! Mother of God. Feeling very discouraged.

A pigeon huddling against the cold in my window. Above where the cats like to curl up.

I passed by an entrance to what must be a nightclub. Dancing was always one of my favorite things to do, but my clubbing days were so brief. First, I went into rehab and had to stay away from clubs for a while. Within a few months after getting out I was in grad school with little free time. Then, straight from grad school I started my own business and had ZERO free time for years. That was that for dancing!

I danced at the last Loser’s Lounge a week or so ago, and for the first 30 seconds I couldn’t quite figure out how to move, it had been that long. Thank God my body started to remember.

I long to be able to dance hip hop. It’s my favorite dance style to watch, and I even took a couple of hip hop dancing classes a few years ago. I just wanted to be able to do it a little. Just a little. I can’t tell you how bad I was. It was like this type of dancing was no where in me. I could not summon it.

I just googled it. This place is the Electric Room.

My choir is doing a piece by Samuel Barber this spring, Prayers of Kierkegaard, and I just love this beautiful, haunting music. Am I the last to know about Barber? His music is gorgeous. I’ve been exploring his other works, and I’m going to listen to his operas next. Except I can’t remember which one a friend was raving to me about. I think it was Vanessa.

I will also be exploring Pandora for the first time, while I’m at it!

Some graffiti I liked, I think I was on 14th Street. I love how there are layers and layers of it.