Music, Art and Dreams
I was fortunate enough to be the recipient of a 6th row seat at an Elton
John concert this year. Before Sir John began his concert, I had
experienced a disappointment and was not in the best of moods, but when
he began to play and sing, his music transported me to a place that
music takes me
it is a place that soothes, that smoothes the rough
edges, that gives and gives and gives. Music has always been a gift to
everyone that knows me, knows that. It is a gift that fills my
it is a gift I understand and one I must give.
As much as music was a gift given to me, art was not. I cannot draw a
straight line. Much of the impressionistic art I really don't understand
and don't like
but other art captivates me, offering a gift of a
one that I am incapable of giving. Such an experience
was given to me at A Chorus of Lights, the art collection of Sir Elton
John on display at the Atlanta High Museum of Art. I attended with a
friend and was very moved at this incredible collection. Much of the
display was photographs, which captured the era of my mother as a young
woman and me as a teenager. I stood transfixed in front of one
photograph of a lone woman standing on a roadside by a single tree.
Tears were suddenly in my eyes and I wasn't sure why.
I do not paint, I do not draw
but I dream, and some of my dreams are
works of art. There is one particular dream that I wish I could paint.
It will have to remain a work of art in my head; my hands create music,
not pictures! The dream was similar to the young woman in the Elton
John display. A lone woman, dressed in a long, white Gibson-style dress
and hat had walked alone, three-quarters of the way up a steeply graded
road. It was a difficult walk for her
she was also wearing very high,
white heels! On either side of the road were many people watching her
struggle up the hill. Suddenly, a gentleman to her left came out of the
crowd and extended his hand
together they continued ... her struggle
suddenly diminished ... the dream ended.
The dream gave
me hope of perhaps a gift to come
"Gifts" Christmas 2000
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