Love is the best teacher

I'm writing this just a few hours before we drop Chinua off at the airport in Seattle, where he'll fly to Israel for two weeks. This week when I was thinking about love I came back to these photos, the photos of a father teaching his son what he loves to do best.

Chinua came by music naturally; he grew up with a conga-playing father and an African dancing mother. He started by playing piano, then one day when he was in the park he witnessed the portable nature of a guitar and decided, "I'm sticking to the wrong instrument." He has since come out with the most beautiful music I've ever heard, acoustic stories, as he calls them, calling beauty out of the simplicity of a guitar.

Now he is passing this gift of music along, and Kid A soaks up the love of his father as teacher like a sponge.

Happy Love Thursday. Visit Chookooloonks to play along.