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A Resolute Chord

 In Painting, Recovery

Day 18,  24 days to go.

When I first broke my ankle, I felt panicked.  I had to come up with a way of keeping myself from despairing.  I pondered the ways I might keep growing (and occupied) while I was off my feet (or foot, as is the case).  Keeping a focus on what would be fun to pursue, I decided to take up music and language.

Can you see the mother of pearl stars on the frets?

Several years ago, I bought a guitar from TV, just because I loved the way it looked.  It is part of a limited edition released by Esteban.  It is blue, painted with fireworks, and a few jewels applied, just for extra sparkle.  I know all you musicians are cringing about now; this is not the criteria you would usually use to buy an instrument.  But, what can I say, I’m all about the visual.   Luckily, it has a fairly nice sound.

Yesterday I had my first guitar lesson.  Accomplished drummer, guitarist and all around great musician, Stanley Mitchell is my teacher.


Luckily, Stan has a lot of patience, (something I’m learning a lot about during this experience).  Taught me three basic chords, two of which I got pretty well & one of which I haven’t quite mastered.  My fingertips were dented for hours afterwards, from the steel strings.  Stan has promised that, if I practice, my fingers will develop calluses, making it a lot less painful.  I’ll give it a try.

Apropos of music, I’d like to share with you one of my pieces called “Musicians – Morocco.”  My husband, daughter and I were visiting Morocco a couple of summers ago, when, as we walked through the medina (Old City) of Marrakesh, I spotted these three women sitting on the curb.  It was bloody hot, too hot for moving around much, especially when you had to wear long, layered clothing.  They wore jellabas, Moroccan caftans.  While they barely moved when I took my photo, it was not until I got home and looked at it closely that I realized they had turned away and covered their faces.  They sat in front of a beautiful poster billboard for a musical event with these abstracted images of musicians.  I rendered that moment and memory in pastel.

Now, as for the foreign language I should learn, just me and my computer, I haven’t decided.  Do you have any suggestions?

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