blush of dawn Jade Nicole Beals

Happy Birthday, Patty Griffin!

This is a great sky this morning for the occasion and song.

Today is singer-songwriter, Patty Griffinโ€™s birthday! Happy Birthday Patty! ๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’•๐ŸŽ‚๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€

You may remember I was listening to her music in January and by February I found her on tour and live in Boston that night and got tickets. You can watch her live on video above with a good song ๐ŸŽถfor today โ˜€๏ธ โ€œHeavenly Day.โ€ It was so exciting at the concert sheโ€™d mentioned both Foxboro and Mansfield MA towns where I live, am near.

She writes songs that tell stories, and she writes about her own ancestry and Irish family relatives or specific events in history in a wide-range of musical genres. She was inspired to write a song seeing portraits of her grandmother on the wall around her home whom sheโ€™d never met, yet the portraits captured the woman so well, she says, especially her smile. From a family of seven, Patty is the youngest of her six siblings. ๐ŸŽถ She was born in Maine and โ€˜got startedโ€™ with music in Boston, and now I believe sheโ€™s in Texas.

Also see her perform live ๐ŸŽถ โ€œMary,โ€ a top favorite of mine from many yrs ago and fitting for womenโ€™s month. This song Iโ€™d found out at the concert was inspired by Pattyโ€™s grandmother, the woman in the portrait she mentioned:

I was inspired listening to this song to sketch the ocean I walked beside in Queens, New York in childhood just from memory, and after I posted it, I saw Patty was in Boston where I live now with a concert that night! So my husband and I got tickets and it was a very wonderful birthday present, just a couple of weeks before my own birthday in February. This is the one I’ve listened to most often recently.

I was trying to find what I remembered instantly about the ocean from simply memory in a sketch and how I felt about it especially, as a preparation, I am planning to paint the beach this spring and summer, Massachusetts and New York too.

I am reading the poetry book Field Work by poet Seamus Heaney (1979), the book I left another copy of at the North Common free library cabinet when I accidentally ordered two copies. I have read only the opening poem so far.๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ’•Jade

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A post I had written about my own family history:

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