The Art of Life

A Note

For all my life, I have known a peculiar musical gift. In every waking moment, there is music playing in my head endlessly and involuntarily. Like a radio that’s just out of reach.

And while I’ve never been able to stop this music, I’ve learned to shape it, and likewise let it shape me.

Naturally, I spend a lot of time wondering and wandering about my inner world; a vagabond of my own mind. Be it music, poetry, essays, contemplations...The Art of Life is where I share the products of these musings, or more likely the musings themselves.

My music will begin before you notice and end just as you're settling in. It’s not unfinished. It’s never-finished.
The way it is in my head. And my thoughts, well…I offer you nothing but my perspective.

Occasionally, I'll gather these entries into a finished work of some kind. But more often than not, The Art of Life is closer to a diary than anything.

In some sense, I have been doomed to a life of introspection. This is my attempt to make something meaningful of my fate.

All I have is my art.

And while I have your attention, I’d like to welcome you to the world inside my mind.

— David Kennedy