Cool and Composed Before A Million Universes

Let your soul stand cool and composed before a million universes.  - Walt Whitman

I've spent several days now feeling wildly inspired.  My son Sean will be conducting his first arrangement tomorrow night at the jazz orchestra performance with his high school.  He's been playing the violin for many years but has only recently become interested in composing and conducting.  As a result I have been devouring some of the most epic movie scores and re-watching some of my favorite movie scenes with my eyes half closed, paying particular attention to the music and how it drives the viewer's emotions.  I've also begun studying composers, particularly my favorites... John Barry, John Williams, Hans Zimmer, Michael Kamen, James Horner, Thomas Newman... wow.  I so love their passion!  It's fueling my own! Funny, it's drawn back out of me my intense love for floral and macro photography, of all things.  I think it's because, of all the subjects I put in front of my camera, florals are the only ones that I actually feel and hear. And honestly, I think it is the language others hear best from me.  That sounds strange coming from a visual artist but it is THE coolest thing.  I'm constantly in awe at the ways we connect as human beings, sometimes without even realizing it - emotionally, visually, and auditorily (is that a word? ... it is now;-))  

Hearing, seeing, touching, smelling, tasting.... all of these senses are fully engaged when listening to a gorgeous piece of music (whether that be a sweeping epic soundtrack or the sound of a loved one's voice), viewing a beautiful piece of artwork, making love, smelling a rose....eating a meal prepared by someone who considers food, art...  it's all so damn beautiful! Not something we ought ever to take for granted.   These are the very best of life's gifts.  The ones we should desire, nurture and treasure.

So often I have said that the best images for me come, when I let them find me, rather than the other way around.  But I had forgotten how important sound is to me in that equation.  Try watching a movie without the music attached to it.  You'll see what I mean.  I shared a piece at the top of this post.  I could drown in it but ... I will swim for all I am worth because I don't want to miss a beat.  Color, music, curves, crescendos, softness, hard lines, joy, sorrow, pain, pleasure, mistakes, successes, tears, laughter... I'll take it all.  Every last note of it.  And then I'll do my best to translate it back, in my own voice.  

This is only one facet of a beautiful diamond but every single shard of light bouncing off my soul right now is a gift.  It is shedding light on my own compositions again, my own unique voice in the world and the way I conduct the music of my own soul.

Epic passion.  Just epic.  Surround me.  Fill me.  Flood me.  And then let my soul stand cool and composed before a million universes...