Second quote;
A painter paints pictures on canvas. But musicians paint their pictures on silence.
Leopold Stokowski

I was trying to explain that to a friend of mine some years back; he maintained all you had to do was play the piece of music again----I kept trying to explain that once each note had passed, it was gone after that moment, until it was played again, while a painting still held its colors until one chose to turn and look again.
It still tears at my heart how ethereal music is---you can't catch it and hold it to you, you can only remember it in your heart as you go your own way.

Anne; just beautiful...thank you.

The home of my DGD's rings out with violin, piano and harp---their Dad even plays guitar/piano and their Mom, the flute/harp.
How can I say with mere words the joy I felt when the younger DGD greeted me with Erik Saties' 'Gymnopedies' one night as I walked into their home?--- This beauitful childs' hands were floating over the keys of her Baby Grand to touch my heart with this treasured piece...my most favorite.
What a gift, a gift, a gift.....(sigh of happiness)
I wish I had the words to really impart how much that meant to me---

Like both quotes a lot.

A bit of music for KJ...

Erik Satie "Trois Gymnopédies" piano

Satie - Gymnopedie Nos. 3 & 1 for Orchestra

Beluga Whale Ballet 2 piano guitar

Memories of childhood, except that my playing never sounded that great. In deference to my piano teacher, the people living around me and the poor piano, I gave up my lessons.

Music is a moral law,and what a wonderful way to say that. Don,our son was married in our yard 17 years ago and we had a guitarist ( a friend of mine and our son's teacher from years before that) playing the music. All of it was Satie. What a beautiful ceremony that was.

Don, thank you so much...

With Missy's permission, you've just turned me into a young girl again and I twirl around and around to the soft notes of the piano---and even guitar, this time.
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.....Bare feet quietly measuring time across the cool floor, skirt whirling out quietly, then curling around the leading leg for the next twirl, outstretched arms catch the notes as they would a bouquet of roses.

I am a girl once more.
You tell Missy I said, "Thank you so much for sharing for just a moment..." ----Wait!!!!
Missy can come dance WITH me!!
---we'll both be young and have fun again and feel sure and strong and so full of energy and life....

the world is too small for so much happiness....

See what your gentle kindness has done?
My Other Self pops out and leaves ordinary Kathy far behind, just waitng 'til I 'come back' again....
Thanks, Bud!

Found another guitar version that is probably easy to find on disk...

Here is a link that might be useful: Liona Boyd - Gymnopédie #1 (Eric Satie)

Thank you, Don----it was Missy's turn to dance...:o)

Don, thanks for the beautiful music. It is playing as I write this post. My DH plays the piano. I remember some 50 years ago, before we were married that DH invited me to spend a week end with his best friend and his parents at Ocean City, MD. We did all the exciting things, like sailing, fishing, water skiing(sp). The next morning I woke up to some soft piano playing, when I looked down the steps, I saw (my date) and future DH playing the piano. Beautiful.
I saw a link called "rovingeye2" on the piano video. Hmmm.

Here is a link that might be useful: rovingeye2