Discordant

I should have known better. They stared at me with their mouths wide open. The harmony was shattered. The lyrics faltered on their lips. Their instruments were forgotten. But I continued nevertheless. With or without them, I knew I must finish what I’d started. There would be no quailing, no turning back, though my heart … More Discordant

Monochromia

I look down and all I see is black and white. The polished black-and-white keys of the piano, mirroring the black-and-whiteness of the rules of music theory… Who would have thought that such rigidity and lack of colour could be used to paint so many vivid, graceful pictures with only a handful of notes? To … More Monochromia