Flute and oboe or flute and saxophone
Have you ever noticed that the world is blue at its edges? Have you ever seen mountains or a skyline on the horizon and wondered why they look half faded into the sky?
Blue is the color of things that are far away.
What if old photographs and memories started turning blue—not because they’re far away in geography, but in time—so that the cotton blanket that you slept with every night when you were five has started to turn blue in your memory.
“Cotton the Color of Distance and Old Memories” is a lullaby that’s been distorted through time. It’s been tinted and smeared because it’s something you heard as a child.
Premiered during the Fresh Inc. Festival by Ensemble 401 at Nichols Concert Hall in Evanston, IL on June 17, 2017.
Please contact me if you are interested in performing this work.