Evening Star : for COROT

The following music NFT is my initial response to Jean Baptiste Camille Corot's ‘The Evening Star,’ recorded on Mar 3, 2023 via voice memo at a private residence in New York, NY. The cover art is a sineprint (a graphed room frequency response) of my room there. Here is a poem to describe my audio sketch: A touch of nostalgia, I plucked into my strings, And melodies flowed, like forgotten things, Her palm extended in the breeze, A gentle wave, as if to appease. A hand held up to the sky, To catch the evening star up high, A scene from daily life, Mostly gray, but not in strife. For in those quiet moments still, When the sun sets and time stands still, We feel the most, emotions raw, A touch of beauty in what we saw. So let the strings play on and on, A symphony of life's sweet song, And let us grasp those fleeting things, Like a touch of nostalgia, plucked on our strings. Does it make you feel anything? It was written by the large language model ChatGPT when I prompted it with my thoughts on this audio sketch. I thought it was neat.