Kate Kohler – Page 35

My Other Office

On Fridays and Saturdays, I teach private piano lessons at Boulevard Music on the corner Sepulveda and Culver. Come by the store and say HI! It’s pretty awesome, for all musicians but especially for guitar players. I knew right away that I would like it at this store and then I saw the piano. I grew up next to a Baldwin Acrosonic, the same piano that now sits in my home office also sits in my other office at Boulevard. That piano has been in my life since I was born. A nice bright tone with an even feel across the keys, I’m happy to be playing and teaching on this piano.

Can’t leave it to chance

Poetry / By Kate Kohler

I go to work in an hour or less, I shake

my feeble mind awake and count the minutes.

It seems like yesterday that I was by the lake

and drinking summer drinks and eating peanuts.

I breath a heavy sigh and try to focus,

but my vision keeps returning to the hazy

late days, not lost, just buried with the crocus.

The basking in the sun swept sand and lazy

reclining among the lack of necessary tasks

and letting my mind go on it’s wandering path

imagination wild with facades and masks,

each possibility taking me further from the math

that waits upon my desk. Checkbook to balance,

the bills to pay, a job to do, can’t leave it to chance.

The Ephemeral Nature of Sand Sculpture

Musings / By Kate Kohler

My Sunday afternoon led me to the beach. In Los Angeles the buses run on natural gas. I like to take the bus from my place to Venice beach, walk on the sand, hang out and touch the ocean. Today, I accidentally walked from the pier at Venice Beach to Santa Monica pier and back to Windward Circle for the bus ride home. There’s something really beautiful about sand sculpture and the way children and ordinary people build lovely things on the beach and then watch while the art slowly disappears back into the sand with the high tide.