I have an uncomplicated relationship with singing (not that anyone ever asked). I do it when no one’s around. It’s a simple rule that I find easy to follow.
I don’t need a second opinion about my singing ability or any of the other performing arts for that matter. Something tells me I have a good idea.
I still recall with some horror finding myself playing a piano in front of a live audience as a young child.
I was trying to make it through some quant little number that undoubtedly would have bored me beyond belief if I had the good fortune of being in the audience. But I wasn’t that day.
“With experience comes experience.”
I was so nervous, my fingers rattled back and forth hitting the sides of the keys beside the ones I had depressed. Mercifully the episode came to an end after what seemed like a few lifetimes.
With experience comes experience. If I’m going to do anything with an audience, I certainly don’t need a live one. Photography on a blog works rather well that way.
Given my audience-averse perspective, I am always bemused at wildlife that is quite happy to sing while someone is watching. I thot I would post a few for your watching pleasure. I have to admire their bravery!
Click on any image below for the gallery view.