Another Friday, another ‘Artist’s Corner’. Once again the inspiration for this week’s masterpiece comes from the marvellous Moodle Army Challenge from Haylee’s Aloada Bobbins.
This week the challenge was to ‘Blow your own trumpet’.
I don’t have a musical bone in my body. I own a five-stringed electric guitar. I’ve modified it from the usual six-stringed instrument through a dedicated lack of maintenance and care, which has taken me several years to perfect.
I sometimes still like to strum it but aside from muscle memory enabling me to remember how to play the first few chords of Green Day’s ‘Basket Case’, a perennial favourite from my teenage years, I can’t remember how to play very much at all.
I sometimes think I would like to learn to play again, but to what end I’m not sure. I’m unlikely to be headlining Glastonbury anytime soon.
And if I can’t play the guitar, I certainly can’t play the trumpet.
But I can blow my own ‘metaphorical’ trumpet rather well.
I know what I’m good at.
Which is no small amount of things.
For example I can differentiate between the various remote controls which form part of my TV viewing experience these days.
I can usually put together flat-pack furniture on my own, even when the instructions advise that two people should be involved.
I can cook a mean boil-in-the-bag rice.
However, one of the things in this world that I’m less good at is drawing.
But I’d never let something like a total lack of talent and ability stop me from doing anything.
And so here is a picture of me blowing my own trumpet:
And here is Green Day with the aforementioned ‘Basket Case’: