Walking at the farmers market Finn hears him from a block away.
Bob Dylan is here mom!!!!
Of course my camera ran out of juice and I only got a snippet, but I got that first snippet of Finn giving to the arts. Finn has pocket money for the market each week and he normally and wisely buys a sweet treat from the bakery, but today he wanted to give his money to Dylan. (He really thought it was Dylan and no amount of reasoning would fly)
I told him sure. Go for it, it will feel good.
Joe and I used to buy art even when we were poor bc we knew that it would always make us feel rich. I also like to give money to those brave artist who sing out loud for us all. I have tossed coinage all over the world in guitar boxes and I hope that Finn continues to do so. I hope he becomes a missionary of artistic evangelism and I feel so lucky that I was there for that first toss- that moment that welled up in a small boys soul.
6 comments:
What a great post!
I just love reading about your daily adventures and inspiration. You guys rock!
That is so, so sweet. And amen to art and music making our lives rich!
i love that boy. and all the lessons your life teaches him...
i'm with karey...to raise a "finn" you have to be a pretty rockin mom.
nice job lady.
being an ex busker I always give a few coins if I like what I hear. Ruben, my son, is used to this. Mid january, leaving the tube, we heard a guitarist. Ruben requested a coin but I really didn't have a penny. Except I had two chocolate coins Ruben had saved from his Christmas stocking for the journey. he decided to give them to the busker. The musician gave a big smile, so I hope he understood that it was equivalent to me giving him a £20 note.
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