Chopin Nocturne in E Flat Opus 9 No. 2

I came home today after shopping at the Goodwill

to find my 17 year old asleep on the sofa

 Ruby Tuesday nipping at my feet & tail wagging

Dropping my keys and bags on the table

I bent to scratch behind her ears and kiss her head.

 Then opening my bags to look at my new purchases

I lifted the Men's White Tuxedo shirt out the bag....

That's when I heard the most delightful sound.

Listening to Chopin
 is like biting into the most delicious

piece of chocolate cake you have ever tasted.

My eyes close, my smile broadens

My head tips back swaying back & forth to the tempo.

For a moment there is nothing but this sound

 completely enveloping me

Yes....

I remember 

Nocturne in E Flat, Opus 9 No.2 

Feeling it all over again

Like it was the very first time

Then it happened

I had an Epiphany

It's True
Tuesday May 15th 2012
 at approximately noon EST
Lori McGee had an Epiphany

I don't know about you, but I grew up believing most everything my parents told me.

"If you had a talent for something, that's what should do"

God's Gift and all that...

Black & White

BUT...

Only if you can make a career/money from it
Because if you can't it should only be a hobby
there was always some caveat, jeesh




Anyway......

 I loved to sing from when I was very small

I was very good at it too

I learned how to play guitar & piano

I sang with many groups over the years

I went to college for music

I wanted to be an Opera Singer

Yes

 I know, I know.

So that is my small bit of history,

My resume, if you will

BUT

 It doesn't tell the story
Real & True

No
Not one little bit

It really started with The Wizard of Oz

Judy Garland singing Somewhere Over the Rainbow

 At six when life sucked for me

Whatever the reason

I would escape to the swing set in our back yard

I would sing that song over & over again

Pushing to swing higher & higher

Feeling like I was soaring into the sky

 That absolutely anything was possible.....
"If pretty little bluebirds fly, beyond the rainbow, why oh why can't I?"

That is the real story
That is also my Epiphany

So much time is spent looking for some practical purpose for it all

When in reality Art is truly all around us, all the time

The stained glass in my windows

The Moulin Rouge Photo on my wall

The interior design of my car

The billboard I had passed on my way to the Goodwill

The colorful new landscaping around my friends home down the street

Even my sleeping son who is one of the most linear people I know

With his scruffy little goatee, his new stylin' haircut & designer glasses
Grif's ART

Of Course....

I was not made to be an opera singer, pianist or music teacher

I am here to adore music in appreciation of the work those artists do

I adore painting furniture for myself, not to sell to others

 (I had a shop where I did this. I started to hate it)

I adore fashion, but I am not meant to sew or construct clothing

(gives me a headache thinking about it)

I adore movies, but I am not meant to be an actress (too shy)

I adore writing, but I am not meant to write a novel (no patience)

These are only a few of the artistic roads I've been down
Each time thinking I had found
My Calling
My Talent
My Art

The Purpose & Meaning of my creative nature

The truth is that Art is food for my soul

I am always famished
 To be starved of it would kill my spirit

So I will delight in Chopin
Search yard sales for cheap furniture to paint,
Design clothes and send them to Geanie to make for me
Decorate & Re-decorate my house & my friend's house,
Write poetry when it strikes me,
Remark when a commercial is tremendously clever
Cry or Laugh with appreciation at a wonderful movie

Cuz you see.....

My Talent

My Creative Purpose

Is

To see this Beauty..

To Notice.. 

To Appreciate.. 

The Art around us

To Remember it well

 Then.....
Help Others To See It

Cool, Huh?

So if you need help in having others see your work

Leave a Comment

with your name & email address

I'll get in touch!

peace