In my previous post, I talked about how beauty can come in a grand form, as illustrated by the breathtaking view my wife and I experienced on our drive down the Pacific Coast Highway.
This image is an example of a simpler form of beauty.
This is an image of my cello. Don’t be too impressed. I own a cello. I occasionally make some questionable noises with my cello. I am far from being what anyone could even jokingly refer to as a cello player. I do have the dream of being able to make something resembling music with my cello, but I am a long way away from that day.
The cello is my favorite instrument. The maestros can create a mood that can uplift my heart while bringing tears to my eyes. Give a listen to Dvorak’s Cello Concerto and see if it doesn’t have the same effect on you.
My goal with this image was to capture some of the cello’s elegance. It is not just a beautiful instrument to hear played; it is also a beautiful instrument in its physical form.
Now I plan to spend a little time listening to that cello concerto. I hope this image can live up to the beauty of the music.