The Trombone
Stan is 70 When he grew his hair and formed a band his grandfather made uncharacteristic noises of disapproval. But that didn’t stop him. He went into a musical world of his own and somehow, for the last 50 years, despite life’s ups…
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Stan is 70 When he grew his hair and formed a band his grandfather made uncharacteristic noises of disapproval. But that didn’t stop him. He went into a musical world of his own and somehow, for the last 50 years, despite life’s ups…
 This is a complex chap. He composes the most beautiful, gentle music. One can tell from his compositions that he must be the most sensitive soul. But he has a shadow in his heart. A terrible rift from years and years ago that…
James comes from a family of distinguished military men. 3 generations. He tells me that in the marines you break your body. He is one of the youngest officers because of his leadership qualities. He is a talented sportsman. Courageous and like a battering…
A text comes in ” Tim, we have a concert tonight and one of our percussion crew is sick can you fill in?” Tim is an accomplished accompanist. Not so much work these days. He often wakes with anxiety and struggles to eat breakfast…
These paired images “before and after AT” are for sale. They are scanned and then sent digitally as PDF and JPEG files. £30 per pair or 10 for the price of 9 ( £270) If you would like to commission a particular topic… Music/sport/occupation/every day…
Dogged Don has always played the most beautiful music but these days, has mostly forgotten its tender embrace. In a way he has rather forgotten himself. Everything has closed him in and although there is rarely a day when he doesn’t play, somehow, over the…
This morning’s session. “I think I was asleep when you knocked! Last night I told my carer I wouldn’t be changing into my bed clothes because I was going out for a meal and then to the cinema with my father. The carer was…
” The Quintessentials” A small study group for cellists. Five cellists in total (including myself) spent yesterday morning with our primary instruments. Our good selves. It was a revealing expedition into familiar territory. Familiar in that we have lived with ourselves for a lifetime.…