I'm mounting my new show next month at the Greenway Court Theatre, where I mounted my last opera. Oh, how I love it there!! You'll be able to buy the full album of the show when we open!! Working very hard on that now... We open on Saturday August 27, 2016. PLEASE COME!! Here's where you can get tix: http://www.greenwaycourttheatre.org/anais/ Just look at these amazing pics of a rehearsal from a couple of weeks ago: photo credit Barry Weiss #anaisnin #henrymiller #opera #comp

Hello all! It's been a little while since I've posted a thing, which happens when one gets busy. It's been a big time in my life and the life of my little family. My only child went away to school clear across the country. She's at the perfect place for her at the perfect time. It was a bit rough taking her to school, but she's all tucked in and having the time of her life. My husband has finished one the of biggest projects of his career. A news item should be coming up any

I'm writing a piece for the Anaïs show that takes place at the Folies Bergère in 1924. She was a young newlywed and had recently moved back to Paris from New York with her husband Hugh. He took her out to experience the Paris nightlife. She was, apparently, shocked. Anaïs Nin. Shocked. By dancing that she saw at the Folies Bergère. Nin. Let that sink in for a moment... So -- we decided that I should write a piece that apes the style of the period, with Anaïs singing about how

I feel a real kinship with Anais Nin. I mean, I'd wear a birdcage on my head like that! Wouldn't even think twice... She died in the 70s. Did you know she died in Los Angeles? Did you know that her archive resides at UCLA? Did you know that she lived here in a mid-century modern home designed by Eric Lloyd Wright, the grandson of Frank Lloyd Wright? Her second (bigamist) husband, Rupert Pole, was his half-brother. Did I say BIGAMIST? I did! (This is NOT a reason I feel kinshi

And if you got that reference, you must be the CHEF of the FUTURE!!! But, seriously everybody, I finished Psyche a couple of weeks ago. I got to the end. Wrote the last note. The last word. Stayed true to the ancient story. Imbued it to the best of my ability with the insights of the Jungians (without, you know, banging the audience over the head with it). It. Is. Done. I honestly wasn't sure if I would make it to the finish line. It was looming out there. I knew the trajecto

Some days it's hard to keep going. I wake up, and think, "But, I don't wanna write an opera!!" like someone's making me do it... But now I have interest and creative buy-in from a variety of people, including my husband, who is music directing the piece. I'll post more details about this hopefully very soon, but suffice to say that there are other people who are now becoming involved. This is kicking my ass. I have a goal of finishing the piece by June of 2012. At that point,