Pianos are free, in case you’re not hip to the exciting world of musical instrument salvage. Yes, the home piano, once the pinnacle of upper middle class appreciation of the arts, is no longer. The piano your great aunt bought in 1963 is just taking up space, and it’s not …read more
I purchased his album and have already listened to the first track. It’s time to go move a couple pianos into my new, larger workshop. But when I return, I look forward to enjoying the rest.
Won’t you join me in sponsoring this fellow artist by reading and responding to his post, following him, purchasing his new album, or all of the above.
It is one of life’s ironies that, if you want freedom, you have to impose limits. Nowhere is this truer for me than in my work. Unlimited options often lead to paralysis, whereas the right limits, artfully imposed, allow creativity to flourish. It was with this in mind that, at the end of November last […]
It has been a rough week at my house, for several reasons, many of which I won’t write about. But yesterday a lot of emotions overflowed when I received a letter from my piano teacher, Kris Davis, the one who guided me through my adolescent years. More accurately, I received a letter from her husband. […]
The Bible instructs us to rejoice with those who rejoice and weep with those who weep. This story caused me to do both. I wept for the grief that Emily, her teacher, and their families are going through, but I rejoiced in what God is doing in Emily’s life. What a vibrant testimony this young lady has for our Lord! And I am honored to share her story with you.
Our friend Scottie mentioned this song in passing a few days ago, and ever since then I have had it weaving in and out of my head. So, exorcism time again … time for me to transfer the earworm from my head to yours. No no … no need to thank me … it’s my […]
A friend of mine has taken several popular songs and written his own lyrics to their melodies. Someday I want to do that with this one, and take it out of the bar….
Playing a symphony
On the waves of a Piano
Slender Fingers moving musically
Keys that danced to his touch
Creating notes of magical felicity
On rosettes and germaniums
Who sang his first song
Ecstatically flirting with joy
Rapturous love on his face
Sang to her sweet Loveliness
Every moment an upsurge
Whispering soft tunes of […]