chopin's_rain a thimble in time Sometimes I hear the lush tears of joy and sometimes I hear the drizzling rain of sorrow. But most of the time, the notes are woven together so gracefully that I can't tell the difference. 050524 ... ever dumbening Opus 28, No. 15, brought across time, across sand from a mother's mind through a daughter's hand. It quenches the dryness, echoing the passing years. Brooding bass tones anchor us, but to what? An ever-shifting landscape with only uncertainty and our own breath as the center. 070126 ... ever dumbening One master filmmaker dreams, another acts; a master painter fills the night of the former. A colorful bridge is crossed, and the sunlight compels the paintings to finish themselves. 080503 ... unhinged makes my genetics resonate with devastatingly_beautiful preludes, mazurkas, polonaises 080503 what's it to you? who go blather from