“As to dancing, my dear, I never dance, unless I am allowed to do it in my own peculiar way. There is no use trying to describe it: it has to be seen to be believed. […] Did you ever see the Rhinoceros, and the Hippopotamus, at the Zoological Gardens, trying to dance a minuet together? It is a touching sight.” ~ Lewis Carroll
I finally visited Venice Beach for the first time. Street photography is one of my favorites and in the limited time I was there I was able to capture a variety of images, including what appeared to be someone making a music video (the camera crew is just out of sight.) I plan on sharing a good number of my photos, including a shot of a guy that I boogied down the boardwalk with for a bit on my photoblog, https://photoartbydonna.wordpress.com/ in the not-too-distant-future.
I’m reading an autobiography by Bob Dylan called Chronicles, Volume One. If you appreciate his music . . . his lyrics, then you will love reading his book. It’s as lyrical and insightful as his songs. I think he came up with this observation in the early 60’s, which in my opinion has a lot of credence. I think he has always been an astute observer of human nature and his environment. I’m already looking forward to re-reading his book, just like I would listen to a song I like, again and again.
I took this photo in Santa Margarita at a nursery called The Educated Gardener
“Music is at once the most wonderful, the most alive of all the arts — it is the most abstract, the most perfect, the most pure — and the most sensual. I listen with my body and it is my body that aches in response to the passion and pathos embodied in this music.” Kurt Vonnegut
Kurt Vonnegut also wrote: “If I should ever die, God forbid, let this be my epitaph: The only proof he needed for the existence of God was music.”
I grew up in a home where there was a lot of music around. My parents got me my own record player when I was around 11 or 12 and I would spend hours in my room listening to my lp’s and 45’s. Music was a saving grace through my growing up years . . . I was often drawn to melancholy songs that expressed for me the pain and loneliness pent up inside me. When I became a parent, my kids would always hear music at home or on the road, and they were influenced by the melodies, lyrics, beats, and the wonder of it. My son early on had one of those little keyboards and soon was playing back tunes he had heard and then composing his own melodies. Later on he got a guitar and I was amazed at how he could listen to a song and then play it back. I think Pearl Jam and Dave Matthews became major influences. Our son died when he was 28 . . . among my favorite memories are those of him and his guitar.
I took this photo recently on a hill on our property.
“. . . if you’re someone who knows the worst thing can happen at any time, aren’t you also someone who knows the best thing can happen at any time too?” Jandy Nelson ~ The Sky is Everywhere (A novel about a girl who loses her sister and best friend.)
The sky will always be one of my favorite subjects. You can never predict what its canvas will present you from day to day.