Saxophone Art

Ready for a little personal window into my life? I’ve got this sax art thing going on in my apartment. Nothing major, but I thought it would be fun to give you a glimpse of some of the saxophonical objects that occupy my living room.

We’ll start with my saxophone lamp. This was a gift from my beautiful mother. I’ve gotten a lot of compliments on it. It”s majorly cool–the photo doesn”t nearly do it justice. And yes, it’s made out of a real saxophone. I could take the guts out of the lamp, have the horn reworked, and then play it. But I like it as a lamp much better.

This funky little guy was given to me by my wonderful sister, Diane, one Christmas years ago. He’s the product of a nylon stocking, a bit of fabric, and Diane’s immense creativity. Another treasure. I love the gnarly expression on his face. He’s clearly a street musician. His saxophone looks a bit like something you’d find swimming around in the sea, but its lack of anatomical correctness contributes mightily to its coolness quotient.

If you’ve never seen a saxofrog before, now you have. He may not be green like Kermit, but he plays ten times the horn. My beloved buddy Duane gave him to me out of the blue one day. He’s found a nice, shady spot to busk beneath my Chinese evergreens. The frog, that is, not Duane.

I know just what you”re thinking: “Aaawwww!!!” Let me tell you, though, that besides cornering the market on Cute, my little furry bear pal, here, is a formidable alto player, and as a section leader, he”s dynamite. Besides that, he’s quite the literati, and loves to surround himself with good books.

There you have it–the things that make for a sax player”s living room. Hope you enjoyed the tour!