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Our little town is, to me, like a complex symphony that i could never notate.
The trees, seated in the mountains on either side of our valley, are the audience. They are silent save for the wind blowing through their branches. The audience breathes.
The contrabass and cello enter first as the buses and trucks rumble through the valley and along the river, to and from the city.
Percussive bursts from intercoms, mounted on trucks, punctuate the cello perfectly with announcements of what’s for sale today. Tomatoes, propane, pineapples, watermelons, honey.
Hints of reggae can be heard from upstairs, while banda, hip hop and 80s pop waft through the valley.
The roosters trumpet at their cue and the turkey’s trill their response.
The dogs bark like too many bassoons and the hens pick up the melody where the turkeys left off.
The kids screech and bellow like overexcited beginner violinists.
I don’t know who is the conductor of this orchestra but i am thankful to them for assembling such a spectacularly vivid aural pallette for me to sample on a daily basis.
He had been nervous for the last 43 hours, ever since the secretary informed him, “No Andrew. It is not necessary that we get the last recommendations. You will receive your decision in the mail by the end of the week.”
“Well,” I said looking up from my glowing monitor screen. “You are either definitely IN or definitely NOT IN. Obviously they have already made a decision.”
He chuckled in response, accepting that his fate would soon arrive in a sealed envelope. We both crossed our fingers that it was a big, oblong envelope with lots of paperwork inside. The small skinny envelopes are bad news, like the one my Mom received last week addressed to me from the Tyler School of Art.
I was working feverishly on a wedding album, hiding under my camel colored throw blanket, when we heard the UPS guy down below. I am sure he was already irritated that the walk up to our place required dodging Stephanie’s poopie traps amongst the beige colored rock. “Senjor Riiiiiiiicccccceeeeee!!!!!”
I was just too comfortable to move and it was just not necessary to do so. I heard the bow slide off the last string and fall to the concrete floor below, followed by the clocking of flipflops moving rather quickly through the house. “Uno momento. . . .POR FAVOR . . . . UNO MOMENTO!!!”
The door flew open before Andy even unlocked it, the excitement was just that powerful. I couldn’t hear much, “Tiene ID?” I felt a burst of wind as the doors flew back open with Andy flying through the house, red cape blowing behind.
Finally the lock made it’s locking sound and the footsteps ceased. The paper was uncooperative so it was destroyed with one swift tear. There, resting from it’s long trip was a magenta folder with images of artists on the front. Inside lay the golden ticket. Smile. Breath.
“I’m in.”
No Mom, I know you were hoping for something with legs and a heartbeat but not quite yet. I do, however, have a new addition to my business. It’s my logo. Steph, I am sorry to tell you that your guess was incorrect but yes the corn chowder was super close! The logo isn’t the only thing new. IN FACT, it’s a WHOLE NEW WEBSITE AND BLOG!!! Special thanks to Mark Harris at MAWKUS for a phenomenal new design and Ross over at FLOsites for such an awesome blog. To the best boyfriend in the world whose patience is unbelievable and most importantly all the amazing clients I have had over the years. Thank you so much.
I will now be posting all photo related news over at my Innate Photographics Blog at: http://www.innatephoto.com/blog
Please make sure you check out my new site as well, same old address, brand new wardrobe: http://www.innatephoto.com
Thank you for all of your support! Now that this is off the burner, more blogging. . . . i promise!!!!
