Facets of a Diamond – Blog

The composer proudly proclaims: “Composing for me is creating within constraints.”

Why must there be constraints? Why is he so fearful of his Muse singing free?

I find myself singing “Cheek to Cheek” as I’m painting.

That’s how close, how intimate, we are, the canvas and I – and we’re dancing!

Psychologists declare that, as the child matures, he comes to realize that clouds are not alive.

Well, I’m a child – again.

Not just to paint – but to paint musically: an outward expression of the lyrical flux, the Pulse, of the Deep Unconscious.

Listening to Hovhaness,
I’m aware of the superb composing.
But with Handel,
no composing – it’s just There.

Differing degrees of Inspiration.

I’m gazing at the clear sky above the trees,
wondering about the Spirit World.
A solitary cloud, so white, floats by
– then all is blue again.

I cup the little pot of coffee in my hands,
and bring it gently to my lips to kiss:

“Good morning, Mama.”

An artist, a composer, shows you what can be done. Not that you are a Beethoven in music – but you can be in your life, in your own way.

Beethoven was a genius. But so are we all. Think of the genius revealed in the singing – and loving – of an autistic child. And the

I can greatly increase the Emanation from a painting, a piece of music, when I Know it is Inspired.

Inspired: listening to Music,
Aspiring: singing or painting in grateful return.