It is February 28, 2021.
Nearly a year into quarantine, so much has happened and also not much has happened. I’m sure most would agree with me on that.
2020 was a tough time, and I really struggled trying to find a way to keep making art when I didn’t want to, or rather, just didn’t feel like doing much of anything. It’s hard to see a point of doing something when you’re isolated from others. There was a point when I started to think about all the things I’ve put off in my life, for one reason or another. One life goal of mine was to play the piano. I’ve always loved the piano but never learned.
I started playing/learning piano in August, and in September started recording and writing songs.
At first, the songs I recorded were improvised play-through; it was an emotional time and I connected with the piano. I wanted to create music that could illustrate my emotions; heavy dark notes, melancholic, intertwined with hopeful light notes. I wasn’t sure where any of this was going. I didn’t have a set plan for what I was doing, I just wanted to learn and play, and record and share. I uploaded my music on my soundcloud immediately after writing and recording it. I didn’t want to sit and stew in the music. Each song is representative of my emotions at that specific moment of creating them. And once written and recorded, I feel them released from me.
They aren’t perfect.
They aren’t masterpieces.
But I felt freedom in trying and creating in a format that eluded me all my life.
As an artist I don’t feel beholden to one medium. My concentration has been in photography, but I want to try new ways to express myself, through drawing or paintings and now with music.
I have not shared it on my website, and few know that this has been my passion these past few months.
The world has been upended and chaotic, I didn’t feel like creating images, trying to illustrate my emotions with words and drawings. I’m enjoying this other avenue of creation, I will continue to work at it and learn as I go.
