A kid during music class was playing a shaker that was made from a plastic orange, and my newest friend--who is super awesome--leans over and says, "Look, he's playing the orange; how very John Cage!"
Looove it!
And then I started thinking about sitting Emerson in front of toys and determining which toy when by using the I Ching.
Or, placing him in font of a piano with no sound, to be watched while pounding the keys with nothing coming out.
Or, pose a sleeping Emerson at a piano, to rest there, silently for 4 minutes, 33 seconds, his breath and the room the only sonic offerings.
So far, I've hung out with 3 mommies with whom I'd really want to be friends even if we didn't have kids...and a few others who definitely warrant further investigation.
Excellent.
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