Posted by on Oct 6, 2011 in Photographs, Sacred Arts | 0 comments

It is said that music is what “feelings” sound like. Joy, sadness, inspiration and innumerable emotions are found in the stirring tempos of our melodic choices. Blazing a trail from the originator’s soul to the ears of the audience, musical expression bares itself to the world in myriad ways.

The instrument itself does not matter, however, the style of the sound does. Metallic and desperate cries rip through a saxophone while a piercing trumpet can sing praise. The instrumentalist announces himself through the notes he chooses. His personal message, sacred to him alone, wafts through the air on the wings of his musical expression.

 ~Tam Veilleux

After silence, that which comes closest to expressing the inexpressible is music.

~Aldous Huxley

Play me a song, make it last all night long… allow my mind to dance, and raise my body to the rhythm. If only for a moment, a solo or a symphony, gives me the release of the notes I can recall, again and again. Take my breath away with the highs and the lows, the stops and starts of anticipation. Touch me at the core of my soul, warming and cooling me with your sensual tones.

Yearning for the sound of shadows in the air, now captured in the eyes of a listener. Shoot the vibration to the sky and wander in the stars. Arms outstretched with joyful abandon, spinning with dancing notes. Kick up the ground and feel the beat; it rumbles to the core. Make no mention, only sense the crescendo, the melody of life.

~Bonnie Cranmer



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