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Practicing vs. PerformingSaturday, April 24th, 2010“The way you practice it is the way you will perform it.” These words echo in my head often, usually in my father’s voice. I’m not sure where he first heard it, or perhaps he was inspired and came up with it on his own. In any case, it has stuck with me through the years. Haydn: Rozsa. San Francisco: Tulsa. Ishiguro: Murakami.Thursday, March 4th, 2010Connections. They’re all over the place. I love connections. In fact, I’m probably obsessed with them. Which I consider a healthy obsession, considering one of my greatest pursuits is to connect with people and share a meaningful spirit with them through music. Sometimes connections are obvious, and sometimes they are hidden and waiting to be discovered. Sometimes they might be there only by virtue of the fact that there is an observer, searching to find a link (this is somewhat akin to the “observer effect“). The Music of Alexandra GardnerFriday, February 19th, 2010One of my favorite things about being involved in the musical community is the collaboration with other artists. And in my experience, working with composers and performers to be a part of the creation of a new work of art is extremely rewarding. West Coast, Baby!Thursday, February 11th, 2010Sitting next to Midge, thousands of feet in the air, wishing for once my cello would let me have the window seat. I’m on my way to San Francisco, after a brief time in Seattle. It’s been a while since I last wrote one of these entries, and lots has happened! I just left New York City a few days ago for this current trip, which includes concerts in San Francisco (my debut with the San Francisco Symphony), Tulsa (where I’ll be performing with the orchestra my sister plays violin in), Santa Barbara, and more activities and fun on the West Coast. Rockin’ Little RockTuesday, November 10th, 2009Home sweet home. Wait, this is O’Hare again… and yet I recognize more shops around this gate than I do around any of the other places I’ve been in the last few months. If only I could do laundry here, too! On the way back to New York from Arkansas, looking forward to a longer stretch at home where I can explore some of the ideas that have been ruminating and really focus on the Popper Project. Midge is still reeling from the unintended insult by a woman in near the security line at the first airport, who decided that instead of a cello, she was a “guitar with a gland problem”. I tried to convince her that it wasn’t a big deal, that it was better than “hey, is that a coffin?”, but it seems she’s going to be stubborn until I can coax some soothing Bach out of the strings later. |
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