341/366 If I can stop
Today is my mother’s birthday. I miss her. Though she was not much for poetry, I think she would have liked this sentiment–it is how she tried to live her life.
Image taken with iPhone 7 and processed with PhotoCopier, Snapseed, iColorama and Stackables. I am experimenting with *faux* photo emulsions and then running them through Polamatic.
The clip below the image is a deleted scene from the original 1940 film Fantasia. It has special meaning as the melody, “Clair de Lune” composed by Claude Debussy, was among my mother’s most favorite pieces. She was among other things, an accomplished pianist and of all the music she played, it was the Romantic and the Impressionist composers she returned to again and again. I can remember as a small child falling asleep under the blonde wood Baby Grand that belonged to her mother as she played–and this piece was played often. (She later traded that piano in for a spinet of all things, one of the great regrets of her life.) It was only fitting then, that the strains of Debussy escorted her at her funeral. The segment too would have appealed to my mother for her tremendous love of nature and its wonders.
Love you Mom.
For today: If I can stop