HIATUS? PERHAPS: Music-life...Life-music...


       So, it’s six degrees of everything in my life these days.  I’ve met and begun to work on my record with an incredible pianist named Mike Garson. Yesterday, at the end of our conversation (and without knowing anything about my… Read more

PART TWO: THE LEAST SUSPECTED BLOW

     In the final, yet least suspected blow, I watched two documentaries (which I would highly recommend, see below) one about the life of Beethoven and the other a detailed, enthralling view into the making of a Steinway.  I watched in…Read more

PART ONE: THE OTHER SIDE OF DESTRUCTION

         I have been remiss.  I have thought of writing many times.  I have begged to a voiceless sky to feel inspired.  I have been in a sort of tornado of self-destruct.  It’s difficult now to go back and retell what… Read more

DEAR IMPATIENCE: SILLY ME, I THOUGHT I LOST YOU...

         My shoulders are tight, my back is tight, something feels wrong.  I am frustrated.  What is it?  Is there stiffness in my body while I’m playing?  Maybe it’s the new piano.  Old and with broken keys but new to me.…Read more

TENSION COMES FROM ANTICIPATION...

         All of life seems to be leading to the practicing of patience these days. Perhaps, it always has been but I am only just now opening my eyes to the importance of learning how to attain it.  Discovering ways to…Read more

THE ROAD TO REGRET IS BORN

         I was 7 yrs old when I started playing the piano (rather than banging on it with a baton because I liked the sound it made, never minding the chips it was making in the ivory keys.  Sorry, Grandma and…Read more

BEGIN THE BEGUINE...A Letter to Mom

This is for you Mom. As you read and are able to see the beginning workings of that which you support with all your loving heart. I learn more and more to make choices but of course, still remain your…Read more