Learning to play the cello again is more of an art than a science.  Sadly, I’m still struggling with the details, and less often seeing the wide open sky.

I know five positions – places to locate my fingers on the neck of the instrument.  Of perhaps I should say “know of” rather than a deep knowing of the soul.

When I’m learning a new piece, my teacher Lieven wants me to soon leave behind the technical … and fall into the melody, feeling it in my fingers.  A major challenge!

Last week, Lieven was working with my fellow student Xan and demonstrated playing an étude for him (a study), with a lot of moving between positions.  My ears and eyes turned to the melody.  It soared.  I fell in love.  And I knew I’d be playing it, that I’d be soaring too.  Figuring out the positions – yes – but also entering the realm of angels.

The étude doesn’t have a name.  I don’t know who wrote it.

Thank you … whoever you are

It’s you and me