Music
I am a music myself. I learned from my father. It’s just another medium for creativity. Whether you are spinning records, playing a guitar or singing your heart out, we all tap into a good song, a good beat. It moves us, it takes on a life of it’s own. It makes us dance even if we have never been taught how to dance.
Vibrations manifested in the string of the guitar, in the cone of the speaker. This mirrors the vibration of the universe, on all scales, on all time lines. Everything vibrates. Everything is alternating on and off. It’s there and then it’s not. Then it comes back again, and so on. We vibrate. On, off. On off. Life, death. Happy, sad. Heart beat after heart beat. Photo after photo. The shutter is closed. The shutter is open.
