{"id":183,"date":"2016-04-06T17:41:55","date_gmt":"2016-04-06T17:41:55","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.sylviaarthur.com\/poemswithpictures.com\/?p=183"},"modified":"2016-04-10T17:46:55","modified_gmt":"2016-04-10T17:46:55","slug":"analyze-this","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.poemswithpictures.com\/?p=183","title":{"rendered":"Analyze This"},"content":{"rendered":"

The Poem<\/strong><\/p>\n

Music is not a simple thing when it is analyzed. It\u2019s mathematical and exact, so it seems to be quite a contradiction that making music can be such a spontaneous, joyful experience.<\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n

The Picture<\/strong><\/p>\n

This painting was begun a long time ago and sat half finished in a corner for years. Recently, I realized the painting expresses the same idea as the poem. Sue\u2019s poem inspired me to rework the painting and even start over with a new guitar player (always the guitar player). This is about the love of music.<\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n

Analyze This<\/strong><\/p>\n

If experience is life<\/p>\n

and art is experience<\/p>\n

what makes one man\u2019s experience<\/p>\n

so different from another man\u2019s experience<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

that he believes is better;<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

and by extension, more important<\/p>\n

than others<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

this art that is music;<\/p>\n

the precision of<\/p>\n

melody\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 blended time<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

the laboured<\/p>\n

scrutiny<\/p>\n

of the<\/p>\n

\u201cmathematics of sound\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

it is not<\/p>\n

systematic understanding<\/p>\n

and perfection of the craft that<\/p>\n

lifts our hearts and<\/p>\n

refreshes our souls<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

simply<\/p>\n

the miracle of<\/p>\n

making it.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Poem by: Susan Michaud<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

\"It's<\/a><\/p>\n

Picture by: Sylvia Arthur<\/em><\/p>\n

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Contents of this Site<\/p>\n

Copyright \u00a9 2014-2016<\/p>\n

All Rights Reserved<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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