A Dream: Playing by Ear
November 18, 2005 - Back to Journal
I am upstairs with
my niece Jessica who is sitting nearby. I am playing the piano, only
instead of reading regular sheet music, I am playing the seams of a
gold dress flung on a chair I see in my peripheral vision on the left. When I mention this to Jessica, she is bewildered.
"What do you mean, Aunt Marcia, how can you play the seams of a dress?"
The answer was so obvious, there were
no words to explain it. I decide she must be joking. "Oh sure," I
joke back, "like playing a dart or an in-seam would be hard."
This is what the music looked like: