I have a nephew who is a bass trombonist of some potential. We were talking the other day about making a career in the spirit of the great James Morrison. My nephew laughed, said that would be ‘amazing’ but that he was probably ‘running out of time‘. My nephew is just seventeen.
So, I wonder, where does that leave the rest of us?
Until later,
Kirsten
Everyday Thoughts of an Artist 
It’s NEVER too late. Life is, by definition, growth and change, animating opportunities.
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Oh wow, your nephew is right on target! Morrison was such a lightning speed intensity attack! Have you both maybe enjoyed “No Time To Spare” by Ursula Le Guin? Who I think was in her 80s when she finished it, her last book, and snuffed out just after it was published… I think time is so fascinating, that it’s neither a thing always about speed nor stillness, but more a thing of modulation to reach and reach back? Anyhow, thought of you perhaps enjoying 6 minutes and 13 seconds of procrastination, watching this, one of my favourites, regards time and importance:
https://www.bing.com/videos/search?q=The+Three+Questions+Muth+John+Video&&view=detail&mid=3FE6AC3FE0FA3D53360C3FE6AC3FE0FA3D53360C&&FORM=VRDGAR
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Just lovely. Thank you. So much to think about.
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