Something I have wanted to do

For a long time I have wanted to work from a series of old photographs of my grandmother, from one year up, and I realized I could join in with photographs of myself, linked as we are by music. These were done in colored pencil, a medium I have not really worked in; it seemed to offer a depth of color for the flesh tones that would work more gracefully than watercolor.

Grandma and Me

IMG_0007Grandma

age fifteen, began professional career, playing the organ and directing the choir of an Episcopal church . . . taught piano . . . played the organ for a different church . . . played the organ for a funeral establishment . . .until her death at age ninety

Me

age three, dragged Grandma to the piano, insisting, You have to teach me how to do that (play) . . . age sixteen, another teacher: We have to consider your career . . . I ran away

I would not be a Musician

but

something caught up with me and made a musician out of me . . . accompanied ballet classes . . . played the organ for five successive churches . . . taught piano

NO PAST

NO FUTURE

JUST MUSIC

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