Like I said in my last post, I was going to the New York Philharmonic. I went yesterday and I have a lot of things to say about it. First of, the New York philharmonic was at David Geffen Hall, in the Lincoln Memorial Center. It was beautiful from the outside, almost like a show of its own. The program for the night was three songs. Their names were Overture Of The Bartered Bride, Piano Concerto No. 2, and Pictures in an Exhibition. Overture Of The Bartered Bride was a very fast piece the lasted only seven minutes, the shortest of all of them. The next one, Piano Concerto No. 2 was the in the middle, lasting twenty-eight minutes. The piece was more clam. The last piece, Pictures In An Exhibition was the longest, lasting thirty-two minutes. This was the piece that I liked the most, and it is also my dads favorite. The composer of the piece, Modest Musorgsky, was walking through his friends exhibition of paintings, and he loved the exhibition so much, that for the next twenty days he wrote a composition about it. The composition begins with him walking to one of the paintings, which was the repeated part in the song. When he was at each painting their was different music. If the painting was happy, the music would be high pitched. If it was sad or angry, it would be deeper. When he walked to the next pictures though, it wasn’t always exactly the same. This depended on if he liked the painting or not. After ten paintings their was a grand ending , followed by minutes of applause. The composition then made me think. It showed me that in life, we change things about our self that we don’t like, like the different feelings about the paintings changing the tone of the composition. You should always be yourself though, like the repeating parts in the composition. I will now think about this composition more often, and see how I can be more like it, and maybe after reading this, you will too. I will be posting some, bye. Click here to hear Pictures From An Exhibition.
Though I have not posted any jokes on my blog yet, I love to tell and create them. After the break ends, which I am enjoying very much, I will be posting jokes on my blog. So far this break, I went to the city on Sunday and Monday, and we went to the Copper Hewitt museum. I will be going to the New York philharmonic back in the city today. I will be posting shorty, bye.
This is a painting that my buddy Bradley, who was recently introduced in the last post made. The first thing that catches my eye is the color of the painting. The blue, green, gray, and black all look nice together. My favorite part is that there are so many ways that you can interpret this painting, which makes it so unique. Every time that I look at the painting, I get a new vision of it. It is amazing the work that Bradley is able to do, considering his age and experience. Like I said in my last post, I can’t wait to see what Bradley will do next.
Bradley is an amazing buddy, student, friend, overall, just a good person. As a student, Bradley grows every instant. His persistence while reading is amazing. Though he is just starting to read, he has already become quite good. Once when he didn’t know a word, he asked me to help him, and then got it the next time that he saw it.
As a friend, Bradley is one of my best. If it is not cool to have a friend that is younger than you, than I guess that I am not cool. Every time that I see him, he greets me, and it is always the best part of my day. I enjoy every moment that we have together, and wish that we could have more.
As a buddy, Bradley and I work together great. He always adds ideas or strategies to whatever we are doing. Once when we were trying to make a three dimensional shape out of Popsicle sticks and model magic, I got stumped, and then Bradley had an idea that worked very well. I hope to see Bradley and I’s friendship grow, and can’t wait to see what he will do next.
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Just for another moment, please, stay.