Now on Cameo!! Happy October!!! 

Hey people! 


I hope you are all out there being your most fabulous selves? It’s been a crazy time for all of us I’m sure. 

I have an announcement to make.l! 

I am now going to be  ( at least for October) on Cameo!! If you don’t know what cameo is, it is an app where you can request personal video messages ! 

I’ve been asked by many of you in the past years to make private videos and now I am going to be available for you personally! 

I think it will be fun and am looking forward to it. 

I’m not able to go to any shows or to travel as I am taking care of family but I can make you messages!! So if you have ever wanted a personal message from me or wanted to come meet at one of the shows but couldn’t make it, this is a very special and unique chance to have that in a virtual way. 

I’m planning on being online more often so I’ll be writing a proper blog entry soon. 

I hope fall is beautiful wherever you are, or spring if you’re on the other side of the world! 

I’m sending my love and light out to each and every one of you. 

Keep your heads up, keep fighting the good fight, moving forward. Brighter days are coming cuz they must! 

Much Love my dears 





Hello one and all! 

As we all know here on this side of the planet all things spring are springing. May Day / Beltane came and all of nature around me seemed to rejoice. It was a very long, cold, long, dark, long, winter, have I mentioned it felt very long yet? 

I couldn’t be more grateful for the arrival of the sun and the beginnings of warmth coming back. I love watching what the animals do this time of year and I try to get out and hike and walk as much as I can safely. So In celebration of Spring I am making the ALM music available via streaming services. You guys have been very patient in waiting so long for this and I thank you once again for all of your comments and support in it’s creation. I’m going to record some more music this year and am hoping to do some recording with my dad who is an amazing musician when and if he can. He started teaching me how to play a couple new instruments in this past year that I’ve been with him, a Greek instrument called a Bouzouki and a Turkish instrument called a Cumbus. Very tricky instruments as they’re tuning and scales have quarter notes and half tones etc. fretless instruments are even harder so at least they have frets! I’ve got that going for me.

Learning to play these instruments and learning the art of silver/gold smithing has been amazing and has been what’s gotten me through this past nightmare year. There are many ancient traditions and meanings involved in the making of jewelery for us. It isn’t just learning to smith and to cut stones. There are spiritual and healing aspects in their creation that are very important. My Dad specialized in making ceremonial pieces, working pieces. When I say working I mean that they are created for a specific purpose, to do a specific job such as protection or healing, and some are meant to be worn only for special medicine ceremonies. I’ve been wanting to learn this from him my whole life so it is a great honor to be able to spend the time with him, to practice and to learn from him. It requires true dedication and a true desire to learn, it isn’t a skill one steps into lightly. I will share some photos as I go with you guys. 

Living mobile is an entirely different way of life but thankfully I have experience with it so it hasn’t been too big of a shocking change. The years of traveling to do the shows was what introduced me back into it and I LOVE IT! 

I have great hope for us all as vaccine distribution has become available and I just hope and pray that folks will take care of themselves and their loved ones so that we can move forward into the future. 

I am reminded every single day when I wake up and look out my windows just how lucky I am to still be here on this plane of existence. 

You guys send me so much love through the internet and I want you to know that I send it all right back to you in kind. This pandemic has shown me once again that we are all interconnected, all life is interconnected. At times it feels completely the opposite as we have had to isolate so much but we really are all in this together whether we like it, believe in it or not. It’s just a fact. 

I listened to the Armed Love Militia music after not hearing it for a time and I am proud of it. It’s very personal actually about as personal as it gets. I’m so glad to be able to share it with you. Thank you for your patience regarding the store and for your love. I think I must be one of the luckiest people around, that I get so much love from folks I don’t even really know because of the work I’ve chosen to do and the Art I make. Amazing. 

I must go make some food now and get back to biz. But I love you and send you big hugs, I send you light, healing and strength. No matter how hard it is, has been or may get, you have so much more strength in you than you realize. It’s in there, likely stays hidden for when you truly have to dig deep but trust, it is in there. 

TOOGY sends her love, she is HUGE by the way, Gingey says “bbbbrrrrMrrraow”- cat for Hello!! 

The blue jay outside my window who I’ve named cheeky blue because he truly is the cheekiest bird I’ve ever encountered is asking for peanuts..... life continues, is renewing and we move forward. One foot in front of the other, we just keep moving forward. 

I love you guys, I really do. 

Ok I’m off. 



Ola Amigos - TURKEYVERSE! 

Where to begin..... it’s been quite a long time since I’ve written in hasn’t it? What a Flipping year!!!!  

I do love The Fall season. No matter where I am or what’s happening HALLOWEEN has always made me happy and is very special. I got an email today from my Step Dad reminding me of when we turned my onesy yellow pyjamas into a bumble bee costume by putting black duct tape in stripes around my middle and stuffing a pillow inside so I’d be round. We glued pipe cleaners to a headband and Bobs your Uncle! I’m a Bumble Bee! I LOVED that costume but my pillow sank into my leg hole, it poured with rain all night and when we got home after trick or treating my Mum looked at me all covered in mud, my antennae bent and my bee girth stuck in my leg, she laughed so hard she almost fell over “ My poor little Bee!!! What happened to you!? You’ve been through the wars to get that candy eh?” Bless ALL parents and their patience! I was always allowed 1 treat and had to save the rest. Once my Mum found a huge bag of stale Halloween candies that I’d stashed in the back of the closet and forgot about. Mice had discovered it and they made nests in the stuffed animals and were using the sweets as back up treats for themselves!! Lucky mice. Mum was not impressed. My mother was Tibetan Buddhist so all mice, stuffed animals and everything else had to go outside so all would have a chance at relocation humanely. 

I Miss my Mum so much, every single day.. She was my hero and always will be. I celebrate the 31st, the 1st and the 2nd of November all as days to contemplate not only the season and time but to remember all the people I love who are no longer on this plane. It is a sacred and very special time. 

The anticipation and general tension leading up to Election Day was palpable. As the news pours in from all around I hesitate to celebrate one way or another as the fall out may be more than a bit dodgy. We’ll just have to wait and see. There’s already been so much violence, upheaval and general stupidity that I think the US has filled its quota for quite some time to come. So many radical injustices have been committed against countless innocent people. What is absolutely not needed is more violence against the people. 

If however violence continues to be committed repeatedly against the people, eventually there is no choice but to fight back for not only their rights but they’re very survival.. That is what is happening as I think we can all see. The uber wealthy powers that be, those in control have never known 1 day of hunger due to poverty, never known poverty in any way. They have no frame of reference, concern nor compassion for the poor, the struggling, the unhoused millions in this country and they frankly don’t care. I’ve heard as much said with my own ears. 


People are waking up finally and realizing that they do have power to create change. It’s something I thought I’d never see as I was convinced that folks were simply too apathetic. If it wasn’t life threatening they wouldn’t act...... well. IT IS life threatening now and for many many MANY people it’s been that way for..... generations. It’s taken this pandemic to push it all up to the top so it can’t be ignored any longer. We live in interesting times indeed. 

Anyway......Remember back in December when we were all saying “ Man 2019 was brutal, let’s raise a glass to 2020!! It’s two 20’s!! It’s got to be good!!! Cheers!!!” Yeah. I remember that too!!! 

Baaahahahahah. Despite indescribable difficulties, there have also been some wonderful things about this year so far though. In spending time up with my Father he has been teaching me the art of Silver and Gold smithing and we are soon moving into blacksmithing as well!!! 

Power tools?!! What a revelation!! I understand now why people can become quite obsessed with tool collecting! I find working with metals absolutely fascinating and I can’t get enough of it. I’m still very much in the early days of my apprenticeship with him but I’m so happy to have found a new Art form to dive into and learn. I’ve always wanted to have my own Jewelry line and to learn this from him and it’s finally happening! I’ve been traveling up and down the coast of CA and loving the traveling life for the most part. I take no risks however as I’m also with my Dad a lot and beyond that I don’t want to get sick with this horrible virus. His health is very precarious so there is No room for error how I see it. It’s been surprising ( to say the least) to watch the weirdness of humanity’s various reactions to this pandemic. I guess a lot of people haven’t been close to serious illness or death, seen it, lived it or even come close to it. We all think we’re immortal when we’re young and fearless , until we lose a loved one, then another or we come close to that edge ourselves and so on... it’s a part of life but the reality of that hits each of us at different times and in different ways. I’m trying to be zen about it and accept that ... well.... “you can’t fix stupid” as the saying goes. Live and let live. All you can do is mind your own and not be a selfish twat. 

Yeah..... my tolerance for Bull**** has gone right out the window I must say. I’ve always thought that the western world had become far too lazy, too complacent and to a certain degree it still is, people think things are just going to go back to the way they were pre pandemic. Hah! That’s pretty funny actually. Lol. History repeats itself people!! This has all happened before. 

Another year I reckon before things can start to regroup and move forward. That’s just my guess though. Ugh! I told myself I wasn’t going to write about the damn pandemic but it does kind of influence EVERYTHING right now. 

I’ve been told that the studios are shuttered, agencies same, my biz, the great machine has been switched off, unplugged and put away for awhile. So, hmmmm...Ok, Well…. 


Speaking of which I am in the process of setting up a Patreon page. I’m learning about it and deciding what best I can offer to share with you guys, if you are interested. Because I practice and create Art in many different ways I think I have some good ideas and a lot to share with other creative people. Traditionally there has been this kind of wall in between artists and fans. I’m glad that is changing personally. I’ve met some truly wonderful people via these changes. 

Tis the Season of giving thanks so we’re offering 15% discount off ALL store items from now until the end of November. Turkey of the Universe sale!! 

Just use CODE: TURKEY15 at check out. 

Order early for Xmas delivery! 

Love you guys, stay safe and take care 

Xxxx F



Hello World 

I thought I would drop a quick note to say hello from the great outdoors. Back in March after getting the worlds worst stomach flu ( at least I think that’s what it was but these days who knows)I started having very bad chaotic nightmares once again of the city burning and going basically nuts. I had them every night and I realized I had had these same dreams years ago. They’re the impetus for a song I wrote called Dream45. Anyway Covid was just starting to take hold and lockdown had begun where I lived at the time. I did that briefly then realized I might get stuck and heeding the nightly nightmares I packed up my essentials and headed up to see it through with my family and Father. I decided not to comment not to go online at all in fact. I’m tired of watching the insanity and being scared out of my wits. My niece and sister in law are both Nurses and have been incredibly brave in dealing with this new viruses effect on the population. All the frontline workers and everyone dealing directly with this pandemic are super heroes in my book. It’s that simple. 

Me, I’ve had to focus on taking care of a family member who became ill. Some of you are still awaiting your orders and I thank you for your patience. I am getting them out as fast as I can but there is a back log. I’m not a small business. I don’t farm things out either. What I do for fans is done by my own hand so thank you for understanding that. Getting things in the post has been interesting. All of it has been. All of you still waiting will be getting your things I promise:) 

On the upside of being tucked away, far away, I’m having some time for creativity which is a blessing. For the longest time that light was just switched off. Toogs is well, Gingey is well and I am also thankfully. 

I’m going to keep this relatively short tonight but I want to send my heart and my Love out to every one of you. This time is a big huge test for the world. Class is definitely in session. I love you guys and I know I’m always saying thank you but I’m going to say it again. Thank you for supporting me, my creative endeavors and my work. Without you I wouldn’t be able to do any of it! 

You’re all in my prayers and always will be ❤️


I’m gonna get straight to the point here. 

My niece reached out to me because she is a registered nurse in Manhattan and she’s currently on the front lines of this gargantuan pandemic that’s exploded with cases there. She’s seeing first hand that nurses and doctors don’t have enough personal protective equipment ( PPE) to deal with the huge number of cases that have and are continuing to flood in to the hospitals. Out if sheer desperation and necessity she took it upon herself to start a campaign asking everyone to please donate any masks, gowns, booties and PPE they have ( if they have any) and also any funds with which they can to help the medical staff there. She and all the medical personnel are doing an inhuman level of work to try to save lives and they urgently need our help in whatever way we can give it. I know that we are all having to count our pennies right now. I personally lost 3 jobs I was counting on so I know of what I speak, however if we could all make a donation however large or however small to help these people we need to do it. It’s the least we can do. They’re out there right in the middle of this while we get to stay home away from it. Staying locked inside presents its own challenges but compared to what they’re dealing with it’s pretty kush. I’m not going to rag here on the Gov. & lack of support and supplies because that is self evident. Hopefully that will improve soon but in the meantime there is something we can each do to help them. Attached is the info for her campaign. She is an incredibly honest, loyal, brilliant and creative human being and ALL donations go directly to the staff and hospital workers. I typically don’t trust when someone asks me for donations, I’m one of those people who has to research any cause I’m thinking of supporting butI I can personally guarantee that any funds or supplies you can donate go DIRECTLY towards helping the medical staff and patients. PLEASE help her to help these incredibly brave people who are risking their lives to help others. 

Please have a look at it, read it and please donate here I Love you all very much and In writing this am sending each and every one of you reading this my love and heartfelt gratitude. 

Please share the link far and wide! 

I will write more later but as this is a very time sensitive issue I wanted to get it up and posted as quickly as possible. 

Thank you 

I Love you guys 





We're in production! With Toogis doing her yoga  

Hello everyone, 

It’s been quite a while so I wanted to write in and let you know that the wonderful goodies from the latest campaign are finally being wrapped one at a time by yours truly and are making their way out across the globe to you my dear dear friends. 

It has taken me a long time to get it all done and I’m not going to go into why and how grieving can derail ones consciousness. I think you are mostly aware of that aspect of life. I am very pleased indeed with how it all turned out and I think you guys are really going to dig your things you ordered! I hope!  

You have been so very wonderfully patient, you truly have and I really do appreciate it. I realize that folks are used to mass produced things, to Amazon and the like, being able to get something in 1 day however I don’t job out because I actually make these things and do care very much about this and you, so do please bear with me a wee bit longer and I assure you everyone will get their goodies. No one has been forgotten it has simply taken longer due to personal circumstances beyond my control. 

October is here and fall is finally upon us after a long sweltering summer. I love this season and am grateful for the coming changes in weather, food and the donning of sweaters, coats and hats. 

In Northern California we actually have seasons unlike Southern California which stays pretty warm all year. I have been writing and working on my book which has been good. My creativity switched off like a lightbulb for a long time but writing is one thing my brain is allowing and I’m grateful for that, it has been a year of huge changes for many of us. Big learning curves, big challenges, great losses, lessons learned and also in turn great blessings.  

I’ve come to appreciate a great many new things as my perspective has been changing.  

I have a new friend in the form of a red eared slider aquatic baby turtle that I rescued and named Toogis aKA Tulip. I’ve never had a turtle before and I find her quite fascinating. I never knew Turtles were so interesting. She wasn’t in good shape when she came to me but now she is confidently able to swim, float, climb and glide. She also does her own form of Yoga or possibly some secret form of turtle tai chi.  

She is funny, curious, and expresses emotion which is something I did not realize turtles did. She has put a smile on my heart.  

Gingey bear King of cats has been recovering slowly but so far so good. It is truly astonishing how he has adapted to life on three legs. In case you have never before read any of my blog entry’s Gingey is my big red Tom cat who got cancer in his front right arm and ended up having to have it amputated in order to save his life. He is a champion among cats and a daily inspiration.  

Thank you my dear friends for your emails, your letters, comments and notes via social media. Thank you for showing me so much love. For all the madness and weirdness in the realms of social media the good parts of it really are something. I thank you sincerely.  

I am very proud and pleased with how the music sounds and I hope you will enjoy it.  

Ok my dears that’s it for now. 

Sending you all much love 



RV Life - Spring Road Trip: Part 2 

That night, the night we drove through Narnia was a very scary drive. The truck was hydroplaning in black ice a few times. That’s one experience that doesn’t need repeating. The truck took it like a champion I must say. Thank you Cruise America! With the amount of publicity I’ve given that company they should sponsor me! Lol! We made it through in one piece though. 

It’s very tiring driving in snow storms and icy conditions because all your muscles must stay taught and you have to lean the truck against the wind. It takes your full concentration and a lot of physical energy to keep a truck safely on the road. There are a lot of folks out there who drive like total idiots as we all know. I wish it was part of getting a drivers license to be forced to learn how to drive around big trucks and big rigs. People in cars dart around cutting trucks off, tailgating and just generally being twits. I saw a bumper sticker on one of the trucks that said “ Tail gaters will be road meat. If You can’t see my mirrors I can’t see you”. Quite a few mini heart attacks were incurred in that weather avoiding those twit drivers. We drove well into the night and we woke up after staying at a truck stop in Tucumcari NM to below freezing temps and a soft snow on the ground. It’s hard to really explain it but there’s something so cozy and wonderful about waking up in a new as yet undiscovered place in an RV. You have everything you need right there with you. Also you have your own bathroom and shower so you don’t have to go through the whole creepy rest area or truck stop lavatories. 

I tried to remember to take a photo of whatever I first saw outside my window when I would wake up. Sometimes it was breathtaking other times it was just the side of another RV ( I skipped those ones) but the point is, it was always new. When you park at night in the darkness you really don’t have a sense of your surroundings so it’s always a cool surprise to look around and see where you are in the AM. I discovered that the food at Denny’s is not digestible by my body however they do make extremely fluffy very tasty blueberry pancakes so those became a staple on this trip. There are truck stops called Flying J or pilot where you can park overnight for free and they almost always have a denny’s that’s why I mentioned them. That morning I noticed a terrific rabble outside. There were Seagulls arguing with these small black birds. I had thrown a bunch of bread scraps I’d saved expressly for this purpose out onto the crispy frozen grass. I wondered what seagulls were doing so far inland. They really are quite huge compared to other birds. We finally got on the road and drove through until We were well into Texas. 

On one of our earlier trips we had stopped at a truck stop and Gingey had woken me up chattering at something. I went to see what he was looking at and there outside were several young feral cats no older than 6 months or so. They were out wandering around and looking up at Gingey on the dashboard of the RV. It seemed like he was trying to tell them we were good folks as he had once been a free range cat as well. I went out to them with a bag of food but I couldn’t get close to any of them. I left them a small mountain of crunchy food under a tree and watched as about 8 cats came out to investigate what this strange new food was. I went online and tried to see if anyone lived nearby who could possibly come to help them. I did find a young man who said he would do his best to try to come and help. 

I’ve read that feral cats must have physical contact and affection by four months old in order to be able to domesticate them and earn their trust. I have rehabbed fully grown feral cats before though so I know that it’s challenging but it can be done. Anyhow, we had a deadline so we had to take off and I had been worrying and wondering what became of the feral cat colony so coming back by there was a must. We finally got there at the end of the day and I waited until it got dark and sure enough there they were The Big Fluffy white cat Who is the Alpha of the group, the smaller regular coat white cat, the striped triplets and the spotted female. They were healthy and strong looking and I watched as they all began to hunt for their night’s dinner. I felt like such an idiot. They’re Cats! They are the greatest hunters around! Of course they had survived! What was I so worried about! It made me very happy to see they were doing well though. I’m one of those people who always seems to have animals show up who need help so of course I help them. Pretty simple. It’s kind of beyond me how anyone could not help an animal who has been brave enough to come ask for help.

Compassion is the single greatest action and greatest example of what it means to be a human being in my book. Some folks find dogs, some find birds, some find deer, skunks, possums, you name it. The people who volunteer to foster and rehabilitate wild critters and rescues are total heroes. Incredibly hard thing to do. Anyway, I digress, in the knowledge that little white and co. were fine, we packed up and got back on the road. It was pretty cold at that time, about 10 degrees below zero. The skies were grey and the time was flying by. I had to get to New Jersey and it was still so far away!Texas gave way to Oklahoma. Oklahoma was sunnier and warmer somehow. There are so many casinos along the i40 that it seems like you are passing one every half hour or so. We did stop once out of curiosity to see what these casinos were like Inside. It was a very strange experience. You go from being out in this vast beautiful desert surrounded by huge sky, hawks and ravens above you and a massive sense of beauty and peace, to a dark noisy large room filled with First Nations pensioners, eyes glued to their screens. It felt like I wanna walking through someone else’s  dream. Suffice to say it is a very surreal experience. They bring a lot of money in for the tribes I’m told so that is a good thing. I have yet to develop my skills as a card shark. As we drove through Oklahoma I saw signs for the Cherokee nation welcome centre. My fathers family on his Maternal side were Cherokee. They were a traveling family, Horse people. Folks used to hire them to come and break wild Mustangs. Tough people to say the least. My great grandmother was very gifted with medicine and healing as well. I wish I could have known them. It has been a very tough time for me this past 6 months since my Mother moved on. I can’t talk or write about it, it’s all still far too painful. I realize how lucky I am to have had a mother who loved me and a family who still does. Many people are not so lucky. I always assumed that a mother’s love is a given, that it’s built into women chemically to love and care for their offspring but that is not actually true. Being on the trip, being distracted helped me in some ways.I didn’t feel like I was ready to do the shows or deal with that many people quite honestly but I had made the commitment before all of that happened. As we drove along and watched the scenery change I often wonder what the lives of the people whose homes, ranches, barns, RV camping lots and such are like. Each state is so different they might as well be different countries. The billboards had become very religious. Many billboards were about Jesus, pro life, guns and ammo, firing ranges, as well as advertisements for the casinos, Indian made pottery and gifts etc. Also the giant white crosses had started to appear.All along the i40 there are these gargantuan white crosses along side the road. I had never seen those before I started going on these road trips. I guess they’re there to inspire people or comfort them maybe? Or adversely to frighten them into remembering to attend if they’ve skipped a few Sundays? I don’t like any religion being pushed in my face by anyone. Period. If one comes to religion it should be by choice not force in my humble opinion.

We stopped in at the giant Chief statue bearing “Big Cabin” Oklahoma. It’s a truck stop in the middle of nowhere with a cool ultra twilight zone like shop. I found a ridiculous cat hat made for children no doubt and put it on and browsed for snacks. Two Hasidic Jewish men cane in and seemed to be having trouble communicating with the gal at the desk as they didn’t speak much English. From the looks on their faces they found the place twilight zone like also. The ladies at the counter were very cool, tough but funny and much to my joy they’re water spigots were on! We hadn’t been able to find water for the RV in several states and were almost dry. Everyone shut their water off so the pipes won’t bust in the winter. We filled the tank and gassed up then got back on the road and drove until we couldn’t go any further. I’m not sure what compelled me to do this but I looked on you tube for scary trucker stories and found several channels that cater to that subject. Stories people have submitted were read by the channels host. They’re completely DIY so the sound was often a little funky and being that the hosts are not professional voice actors the interpretations were at times very funny as they tried to make the stories as spooky as possible. They provided a fun distraction these supposedly “ True tales of terror” as we drove in the inky darkness. 

We got up into Missouri and I was hoping we’d get the chance to stop in st this bizarre little strip mall I’d found on another trip called Uranus so I could buy one of their T-shirt’s “We bury Em’ deep in Uranus “ it still makes me laugh that T shirt In a completely ridiculous adolescent humor way. Alas it was night when we passed through and time was not a friend. We had a very long way to go and very little time to get there. We drove as long as possible until fatigue set in and we’d have to stop to eat and rest a bit. Missouri gave way to Kentucky. I don’t have much to say about Kentucky because we only stopped to refuel so I saw a lot of open golden fields, some horses and long stretches of road between truck stops. It was go time so we just drove and drove. Snow storms kept happening and ice storms ie. frozen rain. That leg of the trip can be summed up in one word. 
TreacherousOnce we hit Pennsylvania we were feeling pretty good. We’d be in New Jersey with time to spare or so I thought. Our route took us onto a turnpike and that ended up being a total disaster. We got stuck behind a wide load big rig carrying some kind of giant equipment so we were stuck, we couldn’t pass it. He was going maybe 30mph. The hours were dragging by like a donkey on medical weed dragging a refrigerator. 

We pulled over at one point to get gas and decided we couldn’t stop to rest because we had hundreds of miles still to go. I met some very polite friendly Amish people in the “travel plaza” while waiting to pay for the gas. There were about 8 of them all traveling in a mini van. I had thought they only used horses and buggies to travel but then again we were on a turnpike. They probably wouldn’t let them use a horse and buggy. That would be too fast for this turnpike. We hopped back behind the wheel and grumbled as the sun went down. A soft flurry of thick snow flakes had begun to fall and long sharp icicles had formed along the walls of the mountain sides by the road. In places there were long thin spiky trees that looked exactly like they’d been dipped in white paint. The road went directly through mountains in places. It looked like a giant pie slicer had just cut a slice through the middle of the mountain. 

We were going as fast as we could go which was not fast at all then a digital sign read “Accident Ahead Tunnel closed Prepare to stop”. I was getting very frustrated indeed however there was nothing for it but to just turn off the engine and wait along with everybody else. I was supposed to be in new bloody jersey already and I here I was still in Pennsylvania! 

The accident eventually cleared after hours of being stuck We put pedal to metal and drove non stop trying in vain to get to the show in time but we arrived exactly one half hour after the show had closed for the evening. We pulled into the hotel parking lot to a hundred or so drunk partying people living it up in the lobby and smoking outside. 

It was so cold I couldn’t believe these folks in bare skin and costumes were running around like it was 75 degrees! Very devoted to their characters I must say! I do love the creativity of these people. Some of the costumes I’m told take a full year to create. When you move to a place with a warm climate I swear you get thin skinned. I used to be a cold weather person having grown up in British Columbia and London UK and Europe I love weather and seasons but nowadays after living in California I get chilly in s snap. We parked the RV around back and being far too exhausted to unpack we turned off the engine and fell straight asleep. The next day I had an early start and a huge mass of people to meet. Folks in New Jersey were very sweet, polite and funny. I got many hugs and a great deal of Love. There were a lot of people who were upset that I was a day late but once they heard what had happened with the drive they were very understanding. Anyone who’s ever been on a long road trip understands that there are always unforeseen happenings. I was just glad to arrive in one piece and with the RV intact! Gbear was so glad to be stopped he just passed out and slept the whole week end.The rest of the weekend was so busy I didn’t stop. It flew by and before I knew it, we were done and packing up for the next leg of the trip. 

That particular show had all four of the women from The Craft present and it was nice to see so much love from fans of the film. I never had a clue how big that movie was. For me it was a job. With Film you can’t ever really have any idea of how successful it is when you’re in it, I suppose for the very fact that you are In It. It’s hard to explain but there it is. With music or theatre you get a sense of how the audience feels through applause, audience reaction but with film you do your job then you go home. That’s it. I learned early on not to read reviews. So all these years later finding out that it was this huge cult hit for a whole generation of people was a revelation. The ladies all look so beautiful still. It was a good time all around. 

So on the Sunday evening after the show we packed up and started to head to our next destination, Cincinnati Ohio.

Part 3 coming soon:) Fx

RV Life - Spring Road Trip: Part 1 

Hello all

Im finally back in California after a very long crazy but wonderful journey across the states. My body has landed but my soul still feels like it’s out there traveling around. So now I begin the process of getting everyone’s lovely treats sent out. Please accept my heartfelt thanks for the patience you’ve all shown me. 

As promised here is a blog about the trip we took.

I realized after meeting so many people who couldn’t travel who expressed their gratitude for sharing photos of the trips and stories from the road that it would be good to give a bit more detail. I realize how lucky I am to have my mobility and to be able to see these places. So this is for you guys who asked me to write about my wacky RV trip.

The first con was in New Jersey and I had planned to give myself a week to get there however I ended up leaving a couple days late because I had to refill Gingey’s medicines unexpectedly. He had only just completed a series of radiation treatments for the cancer on his leg and was really fighting to get healthy again. The dr. Advised against taking him with me but I know my Gbear. He would not be ok being left behind in someone else’s care or god forbid boarded.

So with my little red furred soldier in tow we headed out onto the road for the long journey across the states. Some people find it odd that I loathe flying but it’s pretty self explanatory if you’ve ever flown commercial why its repellant. The crowds, the obnoxious and at times rude TSA experiences and if you’re me the endless questioning from strangers never mind the whole fear of crashing from 35 thousand feet in the air. I grew up flying on planes all over the world for work, for publicity etc so I don’t enjoy it. Being on the road you can have amazing experiences, see things you never even thought possible, meet amazing people, see nature in its purest raw form and you remember the trips. I rarely remember airplane trips but that’s just me. 

When you live in or near a huge city it’s always best to leave at night to avoid heinous traffic. We’ll usually drive as long as possible the first few days which gets us into AZ. I’m not sure why but I love the desert scenery, the mesas and rock formations. There’s a sense of ancient history looking into the face of a mountain where you can see different levels of earth that have been worn away by time, wind, water and weather. The color of the sky changes to a deeper blue and the horizon stretches out giving you an altered sense of its dimensions. It calms me.

Going east in the I40 you pass Lake Havasu which is a destination for boating enthusiasts and as soon as you cross the state line the surroundings change. I’ve never driven this freeway at this time of year but it was so much prettier than fall as there are purple chia, blue wild lupin and Orange wild poppies growing in thick lines along side the highway and the dunes this year were carpeted in electric yellow flowers. The desert completely transforms itself and the ground that’s usually flat dusty brown becomes absolutely electric with color.There were récord rains and snow this past winter so I got to see what is called a “ Super Bloom”. Apparently it hasn’t happened in 18 years. I felt very lucky to be privy to this particular show. 

When I was younger I was a city girl. I didn’t get why my Mum and other women were so into their gardens and growing things but I think when you’re in your early 20’s you’re almost myopic about succeeding in your chosen field. The more you learn the more you realize that the things you thought were so important really aren’t nearly as important as you believed them to be. Work is important of course but it’s not everything. If your work is the only thing in your life, it can get very empty and very lonely. It was for me anyway,It doesn’t love you back like a lover or a garden or an animal or Art does. It’s rewards are different. 

There are a few landmarks I always like to see as I go along, there’s a crazy giant geodesic dome that looks like a giant golf ball. I was told it used to be a nightclub in the 70’s.... “giant golf ball nightclub” not something you see every day. You start seeing Route 66 painted on everything from signs, abandoned buildings, water towers, old RV’s that have seen better days. For those of you who don’t know this, Route 66 is the original cross country road that runs alongside the i40Highway . I haven’t yet done the trip on the 66 but maybe I will some day.

There’s something about being out on the road hours from any town or even gas station, just you, the road and the land. The frantic non stop mental babble that my Gemini brain constantly tormenta me with shuts up and watches through the windows. I find it very inspiring. It’s not easy to find that inner quiet that the road provides so effortlessly. I like to try to catch photos of the weird billboards I see and the many odd handmade dinosaur sculptures that pop up all along the way in the southwestern states. We’re usually going about 75 mph (sometimes faster if I’m running late) so it’s tricky as they fly by so fast.

We hit the conocí forest headed towards flagstaff and noticed this time that there were digital signs over the highway that read “Please don’t stop on the side of the highway to play in the snow”! I guess some people actually do that? They must or there would be no need for the big digital signs!! “ Hey Larry lets go make snowballs!-KASQUISH!!!! As a huge semi eats their Subaru Outback.

There was snow in the ground up there and I check into the weather and as luck would have it a freak cold front from Alaska had decided to drop right into our path. I was a bit worried about the water system in the RV freezing up and potentially cracking costing us loads and negating our having a bathroom or running water for the foreseeable future of the trip. We kept right on going though. At around 1;30 am we pulled into a rest stop near Santa Rosa in a mountain pass and it was the eeriest most beautiful sight. It looks as if the rain had frozen sideways on the branches of the trees. It was deadly quiet, 14 below zero and very much like driving through Narnia from the Lion The Witch and The Wardrobe book. A van, a couple cars and a few big rigs had parked to sleep up there which surprised me and made me very grateful for the heater we had blasting away in the RV. In an RV you can turn off the engine and use the built in heater at night. Keeps you snug as bugs in rugs.

Figured if we kept going it wouldn’t be quite so freezing as we were still in the mountains. 

As you cross into New Mexico you pass one of my favorite spots, it’s called Window Rock named for the naturally formed holes in the massive rock faces that run alongside the highway. At one point there were little visitor shops in the shape of teePee’s and old west style shacks but they’re closed nowadays. Someone put plastic deer, an eagle, a bear and a few other assorted plastic animals up high on the rocks. They’re paint has faded and chipped away over the years but they’re still a friendly reminder of an era when road trips were still “the thing to do”. Sometimes you’ll see freight trains go by that are so long it seems like they go for miles. I always wonder what the stories are of the people who have graffitied on them. The idea of your tag or your name traveling to all the places you hope to one day see.... or maybe they are seeing them? I’ll never know. Train hopping is fun but I wouldn’t recommend it as it can tear you to pieces if you don’t know how to do it and which cars you can jump onto never mind that it’s illegal.

Another story for another time.

I wanted to stop in at Gallup NM but we didn’t have time. We had to eat serious road to make it all the way to NJ.

New Mexico is so truly beautiful to drive through. The soil, the mountains, the rocks are every shade of red, pink orange violet and purple. It’s the only place I’ve ever seen that has purple soil. I fell in love with it while we were filming Gas Food and Lodging in a town called Deming. I love Santa Fé New Mexico especially.

If you have never been there I recommend you go at least once. It is a magical, beautiful, cultured and very interesting place. I’m sure there are many YouTube shows that could give you some eye candy and give you an idea of what I’m talking about.

Part 2 coming soon:) 

F x


Songs and blogs and skunks oh my. 

Happy Labor Day weekend folks! 

Hope you are all enjoying the holiday in whatever form you see fit. 
It’s hot hot hot in Cali but I’m not complaining because at least it isn’t in the 100’s. 
So in light of my pre order 3 song EP campaign I thought I’d say an extra big thank you to everyone who has decided to support the music, those that are planning on it and those who are helping me spread the word! THANK YOU! MUCHAS GRACIAS! MERCI BEAUCOUP!!! NAIS TUKE!! 
If you haven’t shared the link for the campaign PLEASE DO!! I need ALL of your help to get it out there as this is about at independent as an Artist can get! Lol! That really is the big difference of being in a label as they have the ability to get your music heard far and wide. We’re doing this with People Power though and we are a force to be reckoned with are we not!? So please share the hell out of it for me and Thank you for All you’ve done already!!! 
The song I posted a snippet of White Lillies was written maybe 8 years ago. I’m a huge fan of Appalachian and traditional folk music, the starker and more haunting the better. My father has so many of these ancient songs in his brain and taught me several as a teen and I was hooked. There’s something about the way they are sung and played that just hits your heart like a beautiful painful dagger. I’m hoping to be able to record some of them with him. He said he was up for it So universe willing I’ll be able to share that with you guys in the near future ( fingers crossed )! 

This song basically wrote itself. I don’t have a good story about how I was trying to express a certain something rather this time it just came. I sat down to play my guitar and the chord progression formed then the words just came to me like I was listening to a voice singing them. Really kind of a mysterious thing when I think about it. The lyrics speak of a lover Mourning the loss of the beloved, eternally searching for them through eternity, calling out to them through song like a Siren to try and find them again, to be reunited. Also a warning that should the song be heard by a strangers ears the curse that befell the beloved could land on them as well. 

Music is such a mysterious thing. I truly do believe that sometimes if you’re lucky it does just arrive, or comes through you from another place entirely. Perhaps it lives in the collective unconscious already and we just tap into it from time to time. When you listen to Mozart or Bach it seems like they must have been tapped in to some other sphere of consciousness to be able to write such incredible music and so prolifically. Of course having training in classical music and theory is a huge part of it for geniuses like them but there is something otherworldly in their music for sure. 

I’ll often hear music or songs in my head both waking and while dreaming and wonder if they already exist or if I created them myself. It doesn’t really matter I suppose but I do wonder. I had recorded it a while back on my own playing a bass 6 and it sounded good but something always felt like it was missing. Mel Sanson my very talented singer/songwriter friend came in and we did it as a duet and finally FINALLY it sounded the way it had in my head! Joy! That’s one thing about songwriting, you know the difference intrinsically between when it’s not quite there and when it’s right. This felt beyond right and it was like breathing a huge sigh of relief that it was finally done. I’m really thrilled that you guys are liking it so far. I didn’t know if the style was too different for people. You never know until you share it though right? Thank you for all the positive feedback and all the love you’ve given me and my music. 

I’m sitting outside writing this on my phone and this huge green iridescent beetle just flew over and landed on my knee, fluttered his wings, wiggled his rump then flew off again so obviously he says HI! To all of you too:) 

Oh yes- apologies for the quirks in the store, should be fixed now but sorry about that AND we now have 3XL sizes for you should you be so inclined :) 

I Love You 
I Hug you 
And I hope you all had a great weekend