Sunday, March 9, 2014

walking on sheets of glass

I was in no mood for it, but I went over to my cellist friend's house today to work on the duet we are going to play at her teacher's studio recital. It was pretty obvious we'd both done our homework; we really made a point of listening to each other and playing with each other. For a brief time I felt like a musical person and not the idiot holding the viola.

Post-lesson days are usually the worst when it comes to playing with confidence, because I am all too aware of everything I do wrong. I am not used to people wanting to play with me, or enjoying it. It floors me every time.

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