Piano Lessons

I was walking around my parents' house when I was stopped by the evening sun coming in and hitting the piano.  This is an example of how, as an artist, one needs to be constantly attuned to one's surroundings.  There is inspiration in the most mundane of places (like under the piano), and it is imperative you interact with it, or it will simply pass you by.  For this reason I bring my camera with me nearly everywhere I go, but yet I still rarely produce any new shots.  Until I can get over the awkwardness of looking like a crazy person, taking pictures of the undersides of pianos, I will continue to miss a large percentage of the potentially beautiful shots I see on a daily basis.  Even the post before this demonstrates this principle.  What's with that kid just standing around taking a picture of the rather mundane-looking wall in front of him?  If you don't believe me, look at any picture of tourists taking pictures.  They always look goofy, and it's so easy to laugh at them when on the internet.  But perhaps they're seeing something we don't, and in so doing, their lack of vanity is allowing them to produce something beautiful.

Just imagine me laying on the floor taking a picture of this. Ridiculous, isn't it?