Up in the Skies

Oh, yes, take a look up!  The sun shines and clouds drift past, but what does that mean for us?  Just think of all the great inspiration that comes from dreaming.  Looking up is the place we go to dream.

So take some inspiration from this: all art starts with a dream.  The dream then sorts itself out into practical considerations.  What, for example?  Well, if you’re going to paint, there’s paint and paper and brushes to buy, and an easel to procure.  But all of that is small stuff.  The big thing, the glorious thing, is the dream.

So go outside, and look at the sky today.  Even if it’s cloudy.  That will be the ticket.  Then, all it all to unfold.  A book, a symphony, wherever your imagination takes you.  The logistics will work out.  All will be created in its own internal rhythm.  Just trust and allow.  Dreams are the source of the good stuff of life.

Music Arises from Bells

A short meander outside, on a street we don’t usually walk down, and what do we hear?  A faint sound: ring, bing, loom, broom . . . bells.  But where do they come from?  See that church way down the street?  Aaaah, that’s the place.  Beautiful!  A haven calling from the past, a voice of beckoning for the future.

You see: melody generates from the sound of the landscape.  All good composers know this.  Awash in music, we develop patience, we simply listen.  Watch and wait.  All we need to make music is all around us.  It’s right here: brong, loom, dooorrrrrng, bells become our teacher, our conservatory of composition.

Pay attention.  This has been so throughout the ages.  These ancient and venerated church bells just may have something to teach us.

Broooonnnnng!  Go thou and make music.