With knowledge handed down for generations in his trade, he positioned himself on a small oak bench and began to orchestrate his life in each note he played, so the simplest of minds would see the joys and discomforts within.

Each touch of the ivory released a moment of life to be admired or destroyed.

From a soft timeless note to a rising thunder filled with life, the professional hides no scars, and his life is shown for the world to judge.

When the notes thunder to an abrupt end, the musician turns to accept the judgment of the crowd.