“Music is the literature of the heart; it commences where speech ends.” – Alphonse de Lamartine
I’ve made music since I was 5. Recorder first, then I took up the piano and the saxophone by 10. It kept me sane through school and university and provided entertainment and a social life. I took a 10 year pause after having kids before I got back into playing socially again which has been fabulous. Unfortunately due to Covid I haven’t played with the band for over a year, and I’ve turned my back on music at home. It hasn’t been a comfort like it has to some. To me it’s just a reminder of everything I’m missing at the moment.
I took this photograph this morning to illustrate my point. A flash back reminder of my saxophone photo Coda from a previous FebPhotoFest. My tenor smelt musty from not being out of his case. It felt sad. Maybe not the big bright ending of FebPhotoFest I meant, but perhaps poignant is suitable.