In reading about the stories we as creatives tell through our (he)art, I came across this phrase from a Quiltfolk blog article.
It resonated. I ruminated. I wrote a poem.
The Meaning We Make with Our Hands
Laura Bruno Lilly © 2024
I tell stories
I paint pictures
I touch hearts
with sound.
Found sound
Composed sound
and sometimes spoken.
Phrases shaped
Rhythms formed
and all the silent in-betweens.
Peppered throughout with tone colors
both nuanced and bold.
Listen
My music speaks
its own truth.