“If I were not a physicist, I would probably be a musician. I often think in music. I live my daydreams in music. I see my life in terms of music.” Albert Einstein
There is not a day goes by when I don't listen to some form of music. I wash up to music, paint to music, cook to it, and most nights fall asleep to it. When I was a child I heard music in the ticking of my parents bedside clock and when I lie in the bath I hear it in the dripping tap. Music is an escape for me, a story. As well as immersing myself in pages and ink I mostly submerge myself in notes and melodies that fly me away to heavenly places. Far away from the constant bombardment of negative news and daily dose of depressing data that is thrown at us via, media and social networking. Oh the bliss to put headphones on and block out not just the news of the world sometimes but my own thoughts that get carried away on the wave of it all.
I like all kinds of music but my favourite is the type that gives me goose bumps. That is the music that reaches my soul. It's always a joy when I find a new piece that pulls at my heart strings, brings a tear to my eye or lifts my spirit and takes me on a flight as if I'm an eagle soaring high above the earth. When I come across such a piece I listen to it over and over. The other day I watched a dvd and found this beautiful piece by Alexandre Desplat.
And more beauty by Sigur Ros
I've been sketching in the garden and have continued to be outside in the good weather as much as I can.
The sunshine has brought out lots of butterflies and bees to the garden. So good to see.