On December 10, 2010 I posted “Where do the notes go?” The post introduced two small paintings which considered where notes go when they leave their staffs – Notes Reaching Escape Velocity and On the Dispersal of Notes. Since then, and remembering a performance by Bruce Brubaker at Jordan Hall, I’ve reconsidered how truly subtle notes can be. Notes float away from their point of origin, but the keystroke can whisper, echo for a long time, and leave a trail of muted colors and nuances of feeling. It was inevitable. Dispersal of Notes had to be completely reworked. Above, you can see the new version of Dispersal of Notes.
Below, you can see the earlier version. In comparison, I’ve muted the colors, completely reworked the textures and sizes of the “notes” or “droplets,” repainted the lines signifying the staffs at the bottom, overlapped additional “echo” lines, added more color, and bent some of the lines as if they wanted to follow the notes into the atmosphere. I think the new version of the painting more completely expresses what I heard at the concert. Thank you, Philip Glass, and I tip my hat to Mr. Brubaker for allowing me to see in a new way.