Some drawings and observations from a recent concert I attended at Carnegie Hall in NYC:
The full scale of it all.
The conductor conducting wildly and the harpsichord player with the baroque beehive.
The singer steps out for her solo.
The battle of the vocal egos.
A box seat.
The diva.
With a nod to my great inspiration, the artist Daumier, who taught me that the best way to get to Carnegie Hall is, indeed, practice.
