malaise, with a side of drama
Last week, I went to a wind quintet performance. About two-thirds of the way through, I started wondering what the point was of this performance. Further, I began wondering what the point was of what I do, my own musical exploration and performances and those of my musician comrades. What’s the point?
My daughter called me an artist the other day. It was during a conversation about visual art, in which my training is public school and a few professional development meetings with a Textile Artist. I took a big step in the right direction. I said, "Thank you".
More of us just need to can those inner voices of self-deprecation and minimization and just say, "Thank you".
Freelance bassoonist and carpenter of the reedy persuasion in Tucson, AZ.
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