Mozart cleansed my brain. I got home, cooked yellow tale by simmering it with sweetened soy sauce. Somehow I picked up Mozart’s Piano Concerto 17 G major for my dinner.
There were three major things I needed to do to keep my life going. First attending the meeting at Kala Art Institute in which we finalize the choice of artists we include for our grant application for National Endowment for the Arts. Second, sending a document to Nomura International Cultural Grant to secure their grant for my project at Kuandu Museum in Taipei in this coming Fall. Third was attending the meeting at the LAB in which we finalize the list of visual artists who take key roles in our 25th Anniversary series.
Well, I have been involved in a lot of commitments to keep my artist life exciting. Today, none of the aspects of my being artist today happened in my studio. It was creative in a way to do those tasks but convoluted and multi-faceted in practicality. I used many different parts of my brain, which were not necessarily connected.
Mozart reset my wheel on track, cleansing up all the kinesthetic fatigue of my brain from trying to make out of my day. His crystal clear insanity keeps me sane in the muddy battles.
A nice Mozart piano concerto 17 on YouTube (These movie clips cut in the middle. I hate that. But it’s a great play)
Yes, one of the beautiful 2nd movements.