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Sunday Song – Simply Falling
Art is the outer vesture of love.
Art, like love, is a force of oneness with the infinite.
When we create a piece of art,
we are really re-creating
or reflecting
some beauty of the Infinite.
Simply Falling – Iyeoka
Sunday Song – Caught Out In The Rain
She wanted him,
More than he ever knew.
Within a second,
he could make her feel
like a thousand years
of being with him,
So far, it was not enough.
Nevertheless,
She was willing to take it anyway.
Because, every Second and moment
is a piece of his life for her.
2016©Isadora DeLaVega
Beth Hart – Caught Out In The Rain(with lyrics)
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Sunday Song – St. James Infirmary
Autographed photo of Pete Fountain @ Pete’s Place
St James Infirmary-Pete Fountain
The great and beloved clarinetist Pete Fountain’s died Saturday, August 6, 2016 of heart failure, according to his son-in-law/manager Benny Harrell. He was 86.
Pete Fountain – Basin Street Blues
I met Pete Fountain when I took my husband to New Orleans for his birthday in 1966. Jazz was, is and will always been a big part of his life. Fountain was his clarinet idol since the day he picked up the instrument.
We were visiting many, many night clubs while vacationing. We came across Pete Fountain’s club on Bourbon Street called ‘Pete’s Place’. We made reservations for that evening.
From my Scrapbook – Pete’s Place
There was no fee to get in but there was a drink minimum of $4.50 per person. This was in 1966. As non-drinkers, we had to consume a lot of soda to meet that fee.
He was exceptional as a showman. During his 20 minute intermission, he came over to our table. You can imagine how awestruck my husband was. We thought he was coming over to us because of all the cheering during his performance.
Instead, he came over to us and said, “Hey kids, how would you like to come back stage after the show and take lots of pictures.”
It’s should be no surprise that we said, “Yes, at the same time”.
“Great! Because your flash is blinding me,” he said with a chuckle as he walked away.
From my Scrapbook – Me & Pete Fountain
Pete Fountain brought the New Orleans Jazz style to mainstream music through his many solo appearances on the Lawrence Welk and Johnny Carson shows.
Peter Dewey Fountain Jr. was born in New Orleans on July 3, 1930, and was exposed from an early age to the lively small-group jazz that was an integral part of that city’s atmosphere. Inspired by Benny Goodman and the New Orleans clarinetist Irving Fazola and by a family doctor who recommended that he learn a wind instrument to strengthen his weak lungs. He began playing clarinet at age 12. 2016©Los Angeles Times
The World of Jazz has lost a great musician.
R.I.P. Pete Fountain
2016©Isadora DeLaVega
When The Saints Go Marching In
A Summer Day at the Beach
A Summer Day at the Beach
It was hot as I lay on my blanket. The sizzling heat spreads up and down my body forming droplets of sweat.
It feels scorching hot. The way a sweltering summer day feels.
The bright sun sparkles on the blue water teasing a swim to cool off.
Afterwards, I sit and watch a few sailboats skim across the water in the distance. A flock of sandpipers settles by the waters’ edge searching for nibbles their white bodies intermingling with the blue color. Defying gravity, a few fly overhead in hope of some dropped crumbs from beach snacks. It’s a dance to their own symphony.
My eyes sweep around the sandy beach expanse. Stopping, I observe a young man painting at the peak of a sand dune mound. The green fronds from tall palm trees are his canopy. With palette in hand he is capturing the bright summer sun, the azure sky and water. His hand moves swiftly as if in fear of losing the moment he wants to preserve on canvas. I’m in the center of these dazzling visions. It’s a wondrous feast for my eyes.
Time passes.
A dark gray shadow begins to sweep over the water as the sky changes from sunny yellows and blues to pinks, reds and oranges. It majestic to witness the elusive changes the sky is making.
Nightfall is beginning.
I watch as the young man lay his first painting against one of the palm trees. I can see a figure on a blanket placed at the bottom of the canvas. I don’t dare stare too long.
Could he have added me to his painting?
Perhaps.
It has happened to me before. Once an artist captured me in a pencil drawing and gave it to me. “A just because gift”, he had said.
The young man picks up another canvas. He’s getting ready for a new masterpiece: the night sky.
The speckles of light from the sun setting on the horizon testifies to the return of days end. One by one stars begin to sprinkle the sky creating a twilight pattern.
I can see the young man, rapidly, sweeping his brush across the canvas in a frenzy to capture all the changes that are happening.
Night has fallen.
It’s time to leave.
Turning, I see the young man is gone.
I hope he was able to celebrate the miracle of this night sky in his painting.
2014©written by Isadora
Billie Holiday – Summertime
It was very peaceful
I felt free
Staring up at the sky
2014©written by Isadora
Janis Joplin – Summertime (Live -1969)
Fallin’ out of Love
Falling out of Love ©art by Isadora
A graphic work of art created by me with the influence of the song Fallin’ by Alicia Keys ….
John Lee Hooker Blues
John Lee Hooker Blues
John Lee Hooker (August 22, 1917 – June 21, 2001) was a highly influential American blues singer, songwriter and guitarist. Hooker was born in Mississippi, he was the son of a sharecropper, and rose to prominence performing his own interpretation of what was originally a unique style of country blues. He developed a ‘talking blues’ style that became his trademark. Though similar to the early Delta blues, his music was metrically free. John Lee Hooker could be said to embody his own genre of the blues, often incorporating the boogie-woogie piano style and a driving rhythm into his blues guitar playing and singing. information from wikipedia
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