Tonight (Saturday), Bill and I will go to hear Allen Vizzutti play with the VSO at The Orpheum. I've heard him twice at music teacher conferences and have this poster of him below, in the music room at school. He tells great stories, and he's one of the most entertaining and musical trumpet soloists I've ever had the pleasure of hearing. He will perform some big band classics, but also his own composition: Concierto Mexicano. Since, this is way too late for you to make it to his concert, here's a video link of him performing.
Also, we went to The Wicked this afternoon, and I picked up Eric Tryon's card. He is the artist who builds custom bikes by commission. Bill found his wall hanging of a skeleton riding a bike disturbing. As he said, it represents death by bicycle, and I realized he put into words the reason I couldn't take a picture of the hanging when I saw it the other night. At the same time, I find his work intriguing, as I often do dark themes and humor. Disturbing, yes, but provoking a certain curiosity to understand the workings of his brain. I don't know. To see the bicycle, check out his link. It's the first thing that comes up.
Finally, Black Jack and I walked in the woods near our house today, and she had a great time on her long leash, (which Bill now uses regularly as well). She met a dog and played with it, sniffed about every square inch of the path, and failed, but enjoyed trying, to get at some noisy chipmunks. I was looking in the tree tops, hoping to see an owl. I've only seen a couple in my life, and after Berenice, a colleague, told me she saw one at close range last week, I've been watching and watching to see if there might be one willing to reveal itself to me. No luck, but I did take this image, which to me, seems like the kind of secret hiding place I used to love finding when I was a kid.
And since I was looking up a great deal of the time (while being really careful not to trip - this last to reassure my sister I wasn't in danger of hitting my noggin again), I thought about why it is that lacy material holds no interest for me, and never did, but lacy images in branches seem extraordinarily beautiful to me.
This last image isn't really lacy, I guess, but a couple of the old leaves from last Fall, look like perfectly round little flowers with a center. There's one near the top at the left. I'm quite sure this photo is not worth enlarging to see that, so probably best to take my word for it:) Anyhow, why is it that the same concept, man made, seems cheesy, but in nature, is attractive? My not very profound thought for the day. Off to get ready for Allen Vizzutti. I'm very excited to be hearing him for the third time.