Thursday, February 28, 2013
I usually keep references to sad things off my blog, but life is life. Which includes death. Today, on my way to school, Fred Child broke the news to me that Van Cliburn passed away. And I realized in that moment, that if my brother were still alive, this would be really big news to him. He loved music, he lived music. I imagined him calling me and telling me and his voice cracking. Or maybe I would call him. Would he be up as early as I go to school?
Anecdote: When we were kids, I complained to him that I didn't like Aaron Copland's music. My brother put on Fanfare for the Common Man and made me sit with my ear pressed against the speaker on the painted brick floor. He turned it up. Maybe I'm not into Copland even today, but I appreciate the power of that music.
So today in school, I am finishing up a print project that relates to said brother. I designed a sugar skull full of imagery relating to his life and, yes, to his death as well.