Found a nice warm sunbeam out on the street corner Sunday morning and sunk into it with my violin like bum in a warm tub.
In my head, I'm invisible.
In reality I'm a clay covered man taking a break from a life in the studio by playing violin on street corners.
Local photographer, Christopher Staggs posted this photo on FaceBook. What a HOOT! Good thing you got my good side...
So any locals that see this crazy violin guy out there, stop, introduce yourself, and say "hello".
Thanks Christopher!
9 comments:
what a great shot, such sober studiousness... maybe someday i'll hear that caprice in person
I think the word is Cantankerous...
Jim, someday I'd like to share a few beers with you and then maybe I'd play. I'm still shy.
So tell us, what exactly were you playing? The tune, I mean ...
What a beautiful and inspiring picture!
the picture is pretty darn wonderful and seems to capture the persom i feel you are.
wicked shot.
I'm working through Bourree by Bach.
Thanks for the nice words, it's always a bit weird to see the mug on the screen. "Who's that old guy anyway?"
how cool is that! love it.
You are too cool! Love that story...Jen
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