Keep your eyes open and there’s no telling what you’ll see. Yesterday, it was a man named Joseph practicing the violin on a basketball court off 8th Ave. Making my way towards Reservoir Park with fellow photog Barry Davis, all I could see from the street was a torso, a head and a violin.
Barry parked the car and we made our way over. After introductions Joseph agreed to let us snap a few frames. The scene was perfect. Out of the racket of all the cars and buses driving by, Joseph carved his own place and gave whoever was lucky enough to hear it some sweet licks with his bow while his son danced and played around him.
I really wasn’t expecting to find refinement around Reservoir Park and the contrast of elements was very nice. It’s these pockets of artistry that pop up all over the map that make Nashville such an interesting place to live.