The Jazz Player
Yes you have seen this before, well some of you have. I have put it in today because a fellow blogger admitted to me a love of the saxophone. On my other blog I was talking today about getting priorities right and how easy it is to get into a mess because you fail to do so. I was doing it very much tongue in cheek.
The reality is though that it is so easy to get it all wrong. As we get older, and sadly we all do, we reflect back on what just might have been.
At one time I was a sax player. I played sax and clarinet. It was not all wasted I had some great times and I suppose in one way or another I learned much from the experiences I had at that time in my life. Music in turn led me into the ministry in a round about kind of way. I wrote some modern hymns and tunes that are still song in churches today.
I swopped the clarinet and the sax for a new engine for my car and the music came to an end.
I tell you this because I am aware that I am in grave danger of swopping my art for something else. I have regretted the loss of the music often and writing that down here for you to read will make me think about the art again.
Anyway here it is again posted just for my blogger friend who loves sax players.
Done in pastel on pastel board it still lays around my home somewhere. One that got away and nobody wanted to give him house space.
This blog is linked to my other How Wrong Can We Be