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Improvisation: Natrona

A sudden outpouring with no resolution!

Paul Cantrell, piano, improvisation

I sat down and played this once, then for some reason started it again a couple of times — perhaps trying to find a resolution that wasn’t there to be found. But I ended up using that first take after all.

It somehow reminds me of GMH:

Each mortal thing does one thing and the same:
  Deals out that being indoors each one dwells;
  Selves—goes its self; myself it speaks and spells,
Crying What I do is me: for that I came.

(Here’s the whole poem.)


Kendall Helmstetter Gelner

I like the poem, but (and I hope this does not sound too cliche) an image comes to mind of a gentle spring rain, tapering off gradually and the sun coming out again.

Kendall Helmstetter Gelner

I think your image fits the piece, and also the idea of an out_pour_ing!


Leaping afield: I’m reading Mike Rose’s important book, The Mind at Work: Valuing the Intelligence of the American Worker. He talks about a young carpenter: “I ask Charles about this precision. He says that when the frame is finished, ‘I know it’s going to be straight and well done.’ He pauses and adds: ‘That’s the way I am.’ Charles’ values motivate and guide his action: measuring twice, positioning his body, eyeballing the frame. The emerging frame, in turn, embodies those values, manifests them back to Charles, confirming his sense of self”

“The emerging frame, in turn, embodies those values, manifests them back to Charles” Or, to say it a bit differently, “myself it speaks and spells, / Crying what I do is me.”