Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Don't fret

Cash, King, Clapton, Waters, and Williams (Sr., not Jr.) are just a few of the names that are synonymous with great guitar pickers and players.   Nothing sounds more comforting than hearing the opening lick to "Layla" or listening to Frampton turn his guitar into a voice box.   I enjoy many different genres of guitar picking along with the banjo greats like Earl Scruggs or the jazz influences of Bela Fleck playing through the bluegrass standards of old or jazz fusion tunes written most recently on the back of napkins.   My family has a long history of musicianship from my grandmother's singing, my mom's ivory ticklin', and others.   What is more enjoyable than watching those famous songwriters and listening to sentimental tunes from my mom's repertoire is hearing my daughter belt out her version of "Rudolph" or strum some tunes on her junior guitar.   While the strings may be out of tune, her tenacity and passion for the craft certainly is far from it.   I have a great time teaching her about the music she enjoys and she benefits from a great music program at school that allows her to grow and learn new things.   I wanted to capture her guitar in a moment that could lead the viewer in imagining their own little one strumming away. I like seeing the contrast of the strings along the fretboard as the light casts shadows throughout.   While I'll never see B.B. King mistaking this guitar for his beloved Lucille, it comforts me in knowing that in the future, my daughter will be a better musician, partly due to this Little Lyon guitar she keeps in her room.

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