I have always been drawn to the places where experience becomes expression. Sometimes that happens at the piano. I sit down in response to something lived, press record, and listen as feeling begins to take shape through sound. What emerges becomes a kind of memory of that particular place and time, held at the piano before eventually finding its way into the world for someone else to hear, feel, and perhaps relate to something in their own life.

Writing gives me another way to stay with what has been lived. I return to places I’ve traveled, art and history I’ve encountered, and the experiences that crossed some invisible threshold into music. I write about the questions that linger afterward, too. The ones that draw me back toward the human psyche, emotional life, and the many universal experiences we recognize in one another even when our stories are entirely our own.