Do you ever feel like you go through waves of creativity? I don't know, maybe it's the approaching Spring, but I just feel so full of creative energy that I could just about burst.
Tomorrow, the three older children start piano lessons. Then Bard, the fifteen year old daughter, and I have our creative writing class, for which I still haven't completed (nor started) my assignment.
Yesterday, we attended a jam session where a bunch of talented people joined to play old-timey fiddle tunes and other good stuff. I felt so good being there, just tappin' my toes and singing harmonies. It filled me with such a happy energy. I don't know why my family doesn't see this and get me to these things all the time to help avoid those ugly crying jags.
The jam session was hosted by a homeschooling family where the father and his four sons all play instruments. I actually attended and photographed the birth of the youngest son about seven years ago. I wrote about catching up with the Stockdale family here. It was inspiring to see such a talented family enjoy each other's company and perform together with such energy. The youngest boy even played the bucket bass, which was an overturned five-gallon bucket with a piece of twine attached to a long stick.
Attending events like the jam session help me focus on what I most enjoy. Yes, sometimes I get jealous. I think, "Man, my husband's a musician. Why didn't he teach my kids to play instruments?" But then I realize that my love of music should be enough of a motivation to get my kids--and myself--involved in music whether my husband has the time to teach them or not.
Tomorrow, before the piano lessons, we're going to make a stop at a music store that gives lessons on dobro, guitar and mandolin and we'll see if any of the kids are interested in pursuing. Houdin owns a fiddle, but his fiddle teacher went away to college before he could get much under his belt. I hope to ask about local fiddle instructors, too. As for me, I'd really love to learn to play the dulcimer. A local historical village, Roscoe Village, has an event called Dulcimer Days in May. Hopefully I can glean some information while we're there. Learning to play the hammered dulcimer is on my 101 list.
And then there are the art lessons. I'm all at once looking forward to and worrying about them.
Well, it's off to finish reading Mandy. After that, we start a new book, which I will discuss tomorrow.
Here's to creativity!
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