I had some ideas for a book, SISTER SEVEN STRINGS, that would feature photos of my original musical sculptures, with paintings and text. I'm putting that project on hold now, but I still might create a book featuring my visual art one day.
Here is the text so far:
One morning Sister Seven Strings woke up to sunlight and birds singing.
It was the perfect day to go outside.
She was greeted by a neighbor.
She came to a river. She walked over a bridge.
She came to a park. People were playing baseball. A white ball flew over the green grass.
The game was over. Dark clouds appeared. She was walking in the rain.
A rainbow appeared. It stopped raining.
Soon it was night. Time to go inside.
Mr. Bells and Brother Stephen dropped by to see Sister Seven Strings.
They played music late into the night.