Happy Easter, to those who celebrate! And to those who don’t, Happy Regular Sunday! I have a little post today, not at all to do with Easter. Oh well, on with the show.
I took part in a Photo Shoot on Friday, so you can definitely expect to see them soon. I can’t give any specific date, but hopefully next week! I promise, the photos shall be worth the wait! Hang in there.
I took this photograph at the Fashion Show I was invited to. A lot of people, including me, focused entirely on the models that were strutting through the streets of Galway City. For me, I found the time to photograph the amazing musicians that lead the fashion show. Within their group, there were two exceptionally talented saxophone players, a lively drum player, a gifted trumpet player, and clarinet player. Their music was incredible. It echoed throughout the streets, causing heads to turn, and smiles to appear. I wish I knew who they were, as they were so talented. I want to hear their energetic music again. I honestly have no idea how they walked for that long, and still managed to play each instrument. They were beyond talented, they were magical.
I know the whole focus of the day was intended to be on the models (and believe me, I have hundreds of photos of every model to prove it), but I couldn’t ignore the glorious music that was emanating from these magnificent artists. Two men were playing saxophones, and that is my absolute favourite instrument to listen to. I admit, I cannot and will not play the saxophone, but it’s the most heavenly thing to listen to. One guy in particular, the fellow playing the drums whom is pictured above, was in his element. It was quite evident. I was in my element capturing his abundant character and genuine smile. Artists have a certain unique spirit, that is present in photographs. They feel the beat, they feel the rhythm. The beat of the drum echoed in my ears the entire walk.
Hearing music live, rather than through headphones via your phone, MP3 player, Cassette player, or Ipod, is an incredible thing that should be cherished. The experience itself can transcend through crowds and cause a stir. If you hear music as you walk through the streets, you won’t ignore it. You’ll either smile your approval, or bop your head in time with the catchy beat. Or, if you’re like me, photograph the musicians to your hearts content (and not bang into people in the process). Music is a truly magical form of art. It connects to your mind, body, and soul. Without music blaring in your ears, life would be dull and hold no meaning. Think about it, what would you do if music didn’t exist? How would we cope, how would we survive without a tune? It’s a peculiar thought. For a variety of people, music is medicine that heals their tattered soul. Music mends the mind, distracts those who cannot cope with what life has to offer. Simply placing headphones atop your head, is a form of therapy. It’s unusual how connected we humans feel to music. Music is a gift from the heavens.
I think at this point I will try to photograph more musicians or any sort of artist, and capture them whilst they’re performing, whilst they are in tune with themselves, whist they are in their element. Those photos would speak volumes. It’s a purely joyful experience, to watch a musician perform.
So, enough of this artsy fartsy tangent, and on with the day. I hope for those whom are celebrating this Easter Sunday, are delving into a plentiful amount of Easter eggs. And for those whom are not celebrating, I advise you to delve into whatever suits your fancy. It’s Sunday, after all; Chocolate is a must.
‘The Artist sees what others only catch glimpse of.’