Last week in a coaching one of my singer's asked if I had fallen in love.
Perhaps my mysterious disappearance from the blogging sphere had you thinking the same? Let me assuage your curiosity: No. Well...with maybe just a little hint of yes.
What's really been going on? I've been working like a CRAZY person! And I just happen to love my job to the point that when I reach slightly obsessive levels of involvement, it apparently produces the same euphoria that a brush with romance might (hence my singer's questioning). Why so obsessive?
A little over 3 weeks ago, I took a trip to Berlin. This was a first for me and it will not be a last! Fantastic city.
Don't be fooled by the blue skies. It was FRIGID...and this comes from a girl living in Moscow! I managed about 2 hours of sight-seeing and by the end had mascara smeared all over my face, due to eyes tearing up from the cold. Luckily, the weather wasn't hugely important on this trip. My primary views?
This was an audition trip, or what non-musicians might call a job interview. While I flew in on a Thursday, the audition wasn't until Saturday so I spent a fair amount of time peacefully practicing, with the occasional break for a Wagner opera. Or three! Tristan und Isolde, Lohengrin, and Tannhäuser. I was in German heaven. Especially since this is where I happened across the German love of my life. Stay tuned for that story...
Post-audition, it was back to Moscow and her familiar, heart-warming sights.
Unfortunately my return was accompanied by tragedy.
WARNING: VIEWER DISCRETION ADVISED for the following image:
Moral of the story: don't hurriedly fish through a bag in darkness that contains a razor. It will attack you! (Note: forgot that I had put said razor in makeup bag specifically for "safety" purposes. Now just need to remember when I make such safe decisions...) This, as a pianist, was pretty dramatic. And it meant a week of working/playing the piano without the pointer finger of my right hand. Not an easy task. ESPECIALLY, whilst trying to learn a little opera called Pelléas et Mélisande. It's French and fantastic, but not without its headaches. Add with my partially-amputated finger (yes...drama queen) and it made for a couple of stressful but every-so-engaging and fulfilling weeks!
As shows have a tendency to do, this one went on. I was thoroughly pleased and actually quite giddy afterward. Not only was it a lovely performance with a stunning group of musicians, but the next day was my first day off in a month! (I still get slightly excited when I see my name in a program...in Russian. See if you can find it!)
Perhaps my mysterious disappearance from the blogging sphere had you thinking the same? Let me assuage your curiosity: No. Well...with maybe just a little hint of yes.
What's really been going on? I've been working like a CRAZY person! And I just happen to love my job to the point that when I reach slightly obsessive levels of involvement, it apparently produces the same euphoria that a brush with romance might (hence my singer's questioning). Why so obsessive?
A little over 3 weeks ago, I took a trip to Berlin. This was a first for me and it will not be a last! Fantastic city.
Don't be fooled by the blue skies. It was FRIGID...and this comes from a girl living in Moscow! I managed about 2 hours of sight-seeing and by the end had mascara smeared all over my face, due to eyes tearing up from the cold. Luckily, the weather wasn't hugely important on this trip. My primary views?
This was an audition trip, or what non-musicians might call a job interview. While I flew in on a Thursday, the audition wasn't until Saturday so I spent a fair amount of time peacefully practicing, with the occasional break for a Wagner opera. Or three! Tristan und Isolde, Lohengrin, and Tannhäuser. I was in German heaven. Especially since this is where I happened across the German love of my life. Stay tuned for that story...
Post-audition, it was back to Moscow and her familiar, heart-warming sights.
Unfortunately my return was accompanied by tragedy.
WARNING: VIEWER DISCRETION ADVISED for the following image:
Moral of the story: don't hurriedly fish through a bag in darkness that contains a razor. It will attack you! (Note: forgot that I had put said razor in makeup bag specifically for "safety" purposes. Now just need to remember when I make such safe decisions...) This, as a pianist, was pretty dramatic. And it meant a week of working/playing the piano without the pointer finger of my right hand. Not an easy task. ESPECIALLY, whilst trying to learn a little opera called Pelléas et Mélisande. It's French and fantastic, but not without its headaches. Add with my partially-amputated finger (yes...drama queen) and it made for a couple of stressful but every-so-engaging and fulfilling weeks!
As shows have a tendency to do, this one went on. I was thoroughly pleased and actually quite giddy afterward. Not only was it a lovely performance with a stunning group of musicians, but the next day was my first day off in a month! (I still get slightly excited when I see my name in a program...in Russian. See if you can find it!)
The past month was truly one for the books: Germany. Audition. Fairytale romance at the opera. Debussy. Crazy amounts of practice. Even crazier amounts of Khachapuri. Traditional post-flight, week-long sickness. Job offers. Traumatic injury. Rediscovery of self. Lots of life decisions. MUSIC! And ever so much enjoyment and joy along the way. Almost enough to be confused for falling in love.
Xoxo,
SR
Hi Stephanie, so great to see you back. I missed you and your posts.I'm so drawn to those passionate about their work. Been a victim of the razor in the bag. Is that really a gold plated Lexus? Have a great weekend!
ReplyDeleteBusy week for you. My finger hurts just looking at yours. I'm sure that doesn't make it easy for you to practice! Berlin is a beautiful city. Hope you get a job!
ReplyDeleteAt least some fun came along with the business :)
ReplyDeleteAnd on a sidenote... that's one flashy Lexus!