I always hated when my mom put popcorn on the piano. Especially kettle corn. Every time I finished a piece she'd make me get up and tune the strings again. But she had such bad performance anxiety - she could only practice while I was lying on the piano eating popcorn.
I was trained to rely on popcorn to develop my skills as a pianist from a young age as well. In this picture, I'm sitting on 6 lbs of popcorn really practicing. The grease was burning through my diaper and it was really hard, but my love of the arts prevailed and I persevered.
1 comment:
awe. cutie.
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