Thirteen or so years ago, my son Aaron was writing quite a bit of poetry. One of my current projects is to join his words with my photography.
This poem is about writing words versus writing music. Aaron is an accomplished pianist and tried his hand at writing music. He even entered one piece in a competition, but the judge was not particularly complimentary.
Thanks to Jane Licht and the McFarland Historical Society, https://www.mcfarlandhistorical.org/larson-house-museum/, I have access to the Larson House Museum as a backdrop for my photos.
Aaron and I arrived at the Larson House with my my ladder, my bag full of lenses, several light sources, our slippers, and my tripod...bags draping all over the place. As we arrived I said to Aaron, "I just hope I haven't forgotten anything important!" How unlucky to say such a thing...After an extra 15 minutes to run home and get MY CAMERA we finally got started!
Enjoy the poem, the photos and the out takes.
Guess I'll stick With Writing
by Aaron Finley
photography by Sue Finley
calligraphy by Masha Finley
The room sits empty, quiet, and cold,
Packed hollow with scratched out rests and holds.
Music's fire snuffed out with ink and page
But words, full and noisy burn and rage
Or whisper to me soft and sweetly.
Why do they only hear and greet me?
Words also have their dissonant sounds
And many a phrase may sound out flat,
But better that than nothing written-
Than unturned staff sheets and half-penned rounds.
All crafts their artists have to toil at
To sound what on their heart has bitten.
My tunes, apparently, are better
When I arrange with word and letter.
The calligraphy artist