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“The Guitarist” or “Fall Melody”
It’s fall. A young woman is outside, guitar playing. She’s alone. It’s a sunny day. She’s well dressed, very young. It must be a warm day, she’s not wearing much. She is very involved in what she’s doing.
What should we call her? She’s a musician, professional, semi-professional.
It doesn’t look like anyone is listening. I can’t tell. She’s not looking at anyone or taking notice, but I don’t know.
She’s playing a guitar. She’s had the guitar a while, it’s well decorated. She appears comfortable with it; she’s done it a fair amount of time.
She’s outdoors in a yard with a wall around it. It’s late fall.
What is she hoping for? She’s dressed and posed in a way; she likes an audience. She wants professional work in what she’s doing with music.
She’s concentrating, feeling involved; producing music. If she’s not playing for herself she’s thinking about her audience. She’s dressed well enough to be presenting to somebody.
She’s playing the guitar, music. She’s playing for someone or herself, if people applaud. If not, there will not be additional sounds. The sound of the guitar is the whole objective.
It smells like fall, musty smell from fallen leaves. There’s a flower on her shoulder that might be a scent.
Does she have a family? She’s young. She might.
This is part of a job, or she’s career seeking.
It’s a warm day. She’ll leave the spot, resume the rest of her day, go elsewhere and do the same thing.
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