Music

Music... I used to sing in a small chorus in high school. We went through 3 directors in the three years that I was involved.

But I only really enjoyed the music one year. Our directors were real task masters. They demanded our focus and attention.

Our chorus didn't audition people. Anyone could join but you had to pay attention to their direction or you would experience their wrath. They never demanded ability and were quick to work within limitations, as long as you were willing to try.

We thrived, we sounded better than we deserved to sound. Singing became a joy. The euphoria of a well sung song was addictive, and we had fun singing. So when I thought of music I thought of the joy of singing.

Unbalanced

I thought a lot about unbalanced.

I thought of things I find unbalanced, that might offend people who don't agree with politic or social views. But I wanted something more exciting, that better illustrates unbalanced.

And then I went on vacation and my sister, her fiance and I went rafting (well it was sort of imaginary rafting but we had fun) and this image was born. All of us tipping over unbalanced.

Blur...

A lot of things blur at the amusement park... not the least of which is your vision. But amusement parks historically have blurred all sorts of lines. Rich and poor, young and old all seek the heady thrill of a rollercoaster.

The scrambler was one of my favorites. We would carefully arrange ourselves in line to make sure when we sat down, the biggest wouldn't crush the smallest, and you might end up pressed against someone you liked. You could blur those lines without questions.

Skinny

What's the skinny?

I'll tell you what's skinny... greyhounds! They are really big and really skinny.

So skinny they need extra soft beds to sleep on.

Sometimes I wonder if supermodels need extra soft beds too.