This is a sketch of my piano as a tribute to my late piano teacher. I took piano lessons for about 7 years until my teacher expectantly passed away a little more than a year ago. I haven’t touched a piano since I got the call about her passing. She was like my aunt and after seeing her once a week for about an hour we became pretty close. After various recitals, piano is the reason I can actually talk in front of the class now without peeing my pants. Okay I never peed my pants, but I’m more comfortable in front of crowds and I owe that to piano. Also, after many years of struggling with rhythm, I think I finally got it. Having all those years of music is helping in various ways of my life and probably has helped me with my art in some way.