Music is a definition of infinity. As long as there are people on this planet, there will always be a new beat, an original rhythm, a unique song created unlike any other.
I believe it is one of the most compelling forces of my existence. It changed my life, kept me sane, made me feel alive. It has been my best friend and forever will be. I always thought of music as a constant in my life. Whatever the existential weather, music is a perpetual dynamic to my well-being, happiness, and fulfillment.
When I contemplate home, I naturally think of music. From the moment I open my eyes in the morning to the last minutes of the day, music, in one way or the other, is inextricable to my being and the boat.
I am learning how to Dj – currently digitally, but I am hoping to perfect the record mixing as well. The equipment neatly and cleverly squeezed within a fifteen-foot narrowboat amongst a profusion of other things. I was relaxing on a sofa listening to vinyl when I saw the cables from headphones hanging off the table, creating interesting shadows and composition. The background of the textured sketchbook seemed like the right environment for the spirals to come to life.
I tried to broaden my thought process when taking a photograph and look for objects and materials I wouldn’t usually be looking for, compose them curiously, with an unusual light. Renounce the part of me that wants to control the perfect outcome and look beyond, see what I can find and how does it make me feel.
How does it make me feel? Frequently the beginning is exciting, occasionally uncomfortable, also confusing, but in the end, I always feel that little bit more liberated. I would have never thought of approaching photography this way. Although now thinking about it, why wouldn’t I? I come to realize the procedure is not new to me. When I played volleyball, our coach was always pushing us to train our less practiced arm for the attack, as that would make the preferred arm even stronger. As a chef, I always say that I have learned the most from making mistakes and trying to fix them. In my opinion, it’s what makes a good chef. It all starts making sense!
Really stepping outside myself and my preconceptions, look at the world with eyes wide open. How exciting!
All of this pondering really made me think of a quote from an excellent novel, ”The Diceman” by Luke Rhinehart: ”Understand yourself, accept yourself, but do not be yourself”.