Dexterity

Hands down, perhaps a more sapien trait than most of the usual attributions of what it is, that distinguishes humans. I listen to a prime example of Sondheim samples on a Steinway & Sons eighty-eight. Balancing between enchantment and amazement contemplating the purveyor of sounds and the craftsmen necessary for such synapse sublimity. Nimble is a word oft applied to such vocations equally as well as with magicians, cake-decorators, painters, surgeons, bomb defusers, and a good seamstress. The dexterity of mind is just as amazing as dexterity of digits. the juggling act of keeping in the mental air so many separate thoughts. Wandering only briefly to the another tangent only to return the instant before the thought fades to invisible shards on the floor. How quickly the supple mind guides the supple fingers. Primarily, it's about placement of details, in space and in time. I hear the gentle trepidation of the protagonist through the skill of the pianist, vocalist, the composer; each displaying their dexterity by dropping just the right, the exact amount, of emotion into, my senses. I close my eyes and imagine I see visions of nimbleness, fingering a dexterity of my own. © Goode Guy 2013-05-23