I’ve been listening to legendary pianist/songwriter Tori Amos since I was about 14 years old. She’s largely considered to be a conceptual artist, however, I can’t help but feel a personal connection to her by way of her lyrics. Last night I had the honor of attending Tori Amos’ “Night of Hunters” tour at the Paramount Theater in downtown Seattle.
While I didn’t burst into tears at the sight of Tori like I had anticipated, I did get goosebumps– over and over and over again, at the thought of what I was experiencing. “I am actually watching Tori Amos sing and play the piano!“
Just the day before the concert, my boyfriend showed me a sketchbook by artist David Mack, which for some reason I had never noticed on our bookshelf. In this sketchbook is a watercolor and ink Tori Amos drawing that Mack created, which I am eternally grateful to Tori for signing.
I don’t often do digital photography in black and white; it’s a personal decision. I’d rather see black and white prints and images reserved for film photography and the lush luster of a fine photo paper. However, Tori Amos’ presence and performance was so elegant; she emits a sort of regal air that I think can be matched by black and white images.