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I always wondered about artists, and how their work must often be inspired by the people in their lives. What joy and pride it must bring someone to know that a beautiful love poem was penned in their name! And to an equal measure, what mixture of horror and sadness must accompany words about hate or betrayal.
I’ve written songs and poetry since I was in grade school, and my close friends often make fun of the fact that an overwhelming majority of my compositions are about happiness and love. In truth, it’s because I’ve often struggled with allowing myself to publish negative emotions about people.
This is an edited photo taken in Choshi, Japan, in a small hotel room. I was traveling during the summer on tour with my singing group, and we stopped in this charming city for a series of concerts. The hotel was quaint, with simple mats for beds (and a surprisingly well-stocked mini bar). In the mornings we were served rice and fish, and we frequented the adjoining hot rock sauna. All in all, a memorable time.



