I mentioned in an earlier post that I recalled sketching a brass band at play on the bandstand in St George's Park, Port Elizabeth, in the late-1980s. Well, I've finally found those drawings, and they seem quite successful. The key thing is the good light - unlike when drawing jazzmen in dark interior settings.
My younger son would, for a while, take up the trombone at high school. There is something quite comical about its sound.
A French horn player.
A bassoon player.
A trumpeter.
Another trumpeter.
A bagpipe player.
A close-up of someone playing what? Some sort of brass instrument.
This lad seems to be playing a clarinet.
So, too, this one.
"People come from miles around, to hear the music maker." - Donovan
Another of the listeners.
Arms and the man.
All ears.
I can't for the life of me remember this guy's name. He headed Capab in Port Elizabeth in the late-1980s, and was an accomplished pianist. I caught him in action with a leading international concert pianist (with whom he played several duets) in the Feather Market Hall.
That visiting concert pianist, playing a solo.
That same Capab oke.
An appreciative admirer.
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