I like music a lot but music didn't like me and that's perfectly fine. There was a time that music became my muse. It inspired me to write, particularly dark poetry and thoughts. Each time after I play the flute, I ended up scribbling a poem, haiku or quote. It's not as effective as before though.
move mountains, magical myths
my musical muse
How and when did I start playing the flute - the bamboo one to be specific. I think it was during one of the MassKara celebrations when I saw a bamboo flute hanging in one the kiosks. Out of curiosity, I asked how much was it, and bought it. I followed the instructions written on the packing, and as they always say, the rest is history. I am not good at it and I can't play without looking at the music book. But I felt like I am being transported to another kingdom every time I play it. Ah, those were the days. Bamboo flute doesn't sound modern. (A few years later, a friend gave me a Yamaha flute)
Last Saturday, I was asked by my former officemate to be the photographer of their post-Valentine and winter concert. (Thus the history above). It was a classical concert featuring a violinist, a cellist, a pianist and a soprano. Japanese were very attentive and serious throughout the event and that made me very conscious while taking the photos. I don't want to disturb their concentration. Even the smallest camera click can be heard inside the venue. I tried my best in capturing the key moments. But...
I really enjoyed all of the performances. There were times that I forgot that I am the photographer. As the melodies filled the room, it was like in another world. It was hypnotic. And yes, I was not sleeping as my eyes were wide open. It was classic. Modern-classic.
When the applause grew louder, that is the time you'll realize that you are still in the present world.
I love the photos. So beautiful. I cant hear a sound but it seems like I did listen to the melody. :)ReplyDelete
Thanks Jessica :-) that was fast. i think those are the only good photos I have lolDelete
A bamboo flute....what a brilliant and unusual muse!ReplyDelete
but an effective one :-)Delete
Excellent haiku, and I love any kind of music done well.ReplyDelete
thanks Anthony :-)Delete
Muses take all kinds of form. I like what you've done with this prompt, very good!ReplyDelete
i agree. it could be anythingDelete
that is the eternal muse...!!ReplyDelete
There is something quite moving about black and white pictures. Loved the haiku; you certainly stuck to one section in the dictionary!ReplyDelete
that's why i was having second thoughts to add the last photo or not :-) thanks!Delete
Pretty pretty pictures! Paturo naman! :)ReplyDelete
thanks. tiyagaan lang lolDelete
You're blessed with talent in writing and playing instrument. We have one thing in common though, as I write also poems and songs.ReplyDelete
thanks jay, i used to write poems... will read yours soon :-)Delete
Wonderful depictions! I'm glad that you chose to add the last one-for the shadows, the slight tinge of color, and for the power between the two.ReplyDelete
Brilliant haiku, as well. I too, enjoy the word 'magic'.
It's nice to see that you have more than one way to muse.
Glad to know that someone appreciate the last minute addition of that colored photo.
These photos are beautiful! :) And I agree, good music can definitely stop time and transport us to another dimension.ReplyDelete
Thanks Sumi-chan. .... bringing you to a place you never know :-)Delete
Journey with My Muse
i love classical music. that must have been amazingReplyDelete
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