Skip to content

The Weight of My Days

A dynamic sculpture from pennies

Random Posts

  • Day 74: Dipping inDay 74: Dipping inSeptember 18, 2015
  • Braced to walkBraced to walkSeptember 22, 2016
  • What else is wrongWhat else is wrongDecember 17, 2015
  • Day 17: Pennies from DadDay 17: Pennies from DadJuly 23, 2015
  • 100 grand100 grandJune 19, 2016
  • Great expectationsGreat expectationsApril 26, 2016
  • A plea to Tom’s motherA plea to Tom’s motherOctober 27, 2016
  • No replyNo replyAugust 2, 2016
  • Re-traumatizedRe-traumatizedDecember 28, 2015
  • How you doing?How you doing?November 10, 2016
  • Feeling like a burdenFeeling like a burdenDecember 2, 2015
  • The urge to createThe urge to createFebruary 25, 2016
  • Toe socksToe socksDecember 18, 2016
  • MimOHsa!MimOHsa!June 17, 2016
  • That high-pitched noiseThat high-pitched noiseOctober 14, 2016
  • The patient irisThe patient irisApril 10, 2016
  • Losing tractionLosing tractionJune 21, 2016
  • Cutting a tomato into 48 piecesCutting a tomato into 48 piecesNovember 9, 2015
  • Are we not men?Are we not men?July 14, 2016
  • What I learned when I almost diedWhat I learned when I almost diedNovember 15, 2016

Tag: jazz

Hot notes

Hot notes

He threw a note out, and I caught it and rode it. I was up the hill where it was hot and sunny but close enough so those cats could chill me. The green flowed all the way down to the stage, I was high enough to surf the rhythm. The crowd was spread out like … read more Hot notes

Posted on September 25, 2016May 15, 2019Author LisaCategories ImprovisationTags 2003, concert, dance, jazz, music
© Copyright 2015-2017 Lisa Schnellinger