The Sonorous String

Nothing makes my hairs stand on end quite like the sonorous elegance of a master upon a string.  It doesn’t matter if it’s a violin or a guitar.  There is something about a string’s resonance and aspiring singularity above all other sounds that heightens the senses.  A single melody can embody beauty within its soaring structure and then collapse into nothingness within a breaths time.  Strings are perfect for this.  They swell, soar, ebb and gently fall away.  But when a string is soaring at its height, there is auditory ecstasy.  Today’s drawing is the beauty of that sonorous melody soaring through space.

Britt : )