Sheet music

I think sheet music is so completely beautiful. Stark. Black and white, lines and symbols.

So simple and at the same time, to my non-musician self, entirely inscrutable.

Feeling suddenly drawn to sheet music feels like a clue or a message. Maybe about language or translation or…

Or about the way seemingly nonsensical (to me!) squiggles and lines take form in patterns that add up to something else entirely and create all that beauty and life. Music!

Then walking to the cafe last week I saw this scrap of paper at the edge of the sidewalk curb.

Still beautiful! And the mystery of the clue grew…