Artist in the Balcony, Valentine Edition

At last night's Acadiana Symphony rehearsal, I used the backstage entrance. I tiptoed along the side of the stage and made my way into the empty auditorium. The sound of strings being tuned filled my ears as I settled into a seat.  I opened my sketchbook just as the Maestro called all to attention. And then the music began.

The melody soared and pranced. My heart soared along with it. 

I listened and I drew. Birds, flowers, spring, happiness.

Joyful notes. Warm and caring notes. Notes being played and perfected. 

I'd left the world outside of that backstage door. And for a magical while I was at peace — inspired by the music, sketchbook on my knee, pen poised to capture it all.