(No Ratings Yet)
Loading ...Today was a very interesting day, it was so bright, with a temperature that was not too hot, nor too cold, and nice light wind. There was a light rain here or there. On my way to my class at Mayo clinic, I saw the brightest rainbow I’d ever seen, going into the mountains when the angle allowed for it. I was listening to the alternative rock station, however it attacked my head at one point and I switched to the classical station.
Class was actually quite interesting today, far more than I expected, because we discussed body image. I thought I would be very quiet and get it done today, but that changed when the instructor asked about ideals of body today. That made me quite vocal and active in participation immediately! You know I had rants to contribute! We discussed that subject, along with the subject of self-esteem.
After class, I continued to listen to classical on the entire drive home. It was strange, the music played in sync with the drive. There was a soundtrack to the rain, the traffic, the beautiful sunset.
I’m not the nature-y type, and often I’d prefer to rock out, but there was just something different today… It was something that seemed deeper than I could comprehend, I knew it was meditative somehow and I knew enough for me to recognize life was special today. I could not stop my mind… I could not stop thinking of many things I wanted to do… Make digital paintings and sell them at Evermore Nevermore, photograph friends, do stomach crunches, watch Fantasia, put my hair up, email a friend, wash my face, play my sax at home, on the street, in a band, work on my dad’s website and merch, etc… I still don’t know what was/is going on, but I am home now and I am comfy and relaxed. As much as I dislike my husband’s new work schedule, I admit it feels very nice to relax in solitude. I’ve done a few of the things I thought about… I popped Fantasia in before I got on the laptop!
The man on Fantasia said something very interesting. (I’d like to interject to add the fact that I NEVER paid ANY attention to what that guy said when I was younger! It was alllllllll about the pegasus, unicorns, centaurs, pretty fish, faeries, troubled dinosaurs, etc… and of course I was terrified of Satan at the end! I digress…) He said that musicians/artists often misunderstand their own creations, and than Tchaikovsky didn’t like The Nutcracker. That’s really the funny thing about the biggest artists in history, I think a lot of them really have no idea just how much they effected the world or just how big they would get. Maybe some of them were smart/intuitive enough to foresee that, but certainly some had no clue. I know that I read Edgar Alan Poe had a very hard, starving-artist kind of life and didn’t have a proper funeral. As an artist, I would really like to effect the world for the better. I just hope that, if so, I can see that effect before the end.
