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BIOGRAPHY
When I was a very young girl, I used to hear music in my head when I was falling asleep. I soon learned that if I tried to listen to it, it would go away, but that if I stopped trying, it would play softly in my ear as I drifted off to sleep. |
From a photo shoot in 2007
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The Victoria Arts CollaborativeAt age fourteen, I had a transcendental experience while dancing and concluded that it was my destiny to become a dancer. After highschool, I enrolled in a professional dance training program in Victoria, BC, under the direction of Constantine Darling, a former soloist with Les Ballets-jazz de Montreal. I studied with him for three of the happiest years of my life and was a promising student, earning praise from such visiting artists as Christopher House and Serge Bennathan (prominent choreographers in Canada). I earned two awards for my original choreography in local music festivals and was occasionally entrusted to substitute teach the advanced class in Constantine's absence. For more photos from my dance career, see my Dance Gallery. |
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However, an ankle injury at age 22 brought an abrupt halt to my dance studies. Devastated, I spent several years trying to find a way to work with my damaged ankle so I could continue to dance. After four years of research, I found that some by using some orthopedic techniques, I could still enjoy my passion for dance at home or recreationally, but that I would still not be up to the physical demands of a professional dance performing career.
Seattle's Pike Place MarketI turned to music for my creative outlet. A series of adventures led me to Seattle's Pike Place market, where, at age 26, I began earning my living playing guitar and singing on a street corner. For the summer of 1996, I lived in the Green Tortoise Hostel in a room with three other girls for $200/month in rent. I earned about $30/day playing at the market. I also made my first pilgrimmage to the Oregon Country Fair that summer. I fell in love with the Fair and I still go every year.(Thanks to the dedicated hard work of Seattle's Pike Market Buskers' Guild, busking is widely recognized as an honorable profession in Seattle, and the streets of this city have been graced with performances by world class artists such as Jim Page, Artis the Spoonman, Niceol Blue, Reggie Miles, Johnny Hahn and the late great Jim Hinde to mention just a few.)
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On Tour - 1998My first North American tour began unintentionally. My mom offered to give me her old car but I had to drive it back from my hometown in London, Ontario. I decided to try to pick up a few gigs along the way, so I went down to the local public library and photocopied the yellow pages from every town in every state I would drive through, then called all the taverns and restaurants. I booked nine shows in a week and a half, and thus, my first U.S. Tour was born! It was fun and I arrived home with more money than I started with, so I decided to do it again.For a year and a half I toured full time, which toughened me up some and gave me a great collection of road stories. However, I decided the full-time touring life was not for me. I also felt the need to grow more as a musician, so I undertook a music degree at Shoreline Community College, which I completed in 2007. (While there, a song I wrote was chosen as the official school song.) I now teach guitar full time and tour on weekends and in the summer. Since taking up music as a career, I've had a desire to combine dance with my original music, either in a video or a live performance. This dream may be realized soon in my proposed children's show about Joan of Arc.
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Playing the Lebam Tavern in southern Washington
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To this day, many of the songs I write still originate from music I hear in my dreams.
The Name "Thistle"People often ask "Why did you choose the name 'Thistle' ?" Well, my father let me know a few years ago that he did not feel my life accomplishments were sufficiently worthy, so I decided to release him from his association with me by choosing a new family name. I chose "Thistle" because, when I was a young girl, my mother would sometimes task me with removing thistles from the garden behind our house. I worked hard to pull them out, and found that the only way was to get a sharp tool and cut their roots. Only weeks later, I would find new plants growing in the same spot.The thistles infuriated me at first, but I grew to respect their tenacity. I found the thistle to be an inspiring symbol of determination, and in particular, the will to grow deep roots and thrive in spite of adversity. These particular plants, I learned, are the species cirsium arvense, also know as the Canadian Thistle. They came to North America from Europe with early settlers, so like me, they are transplanted. |
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