Monday, October 25, 2010
Last week I was sitting in rehearsal thinking what a shame it is that Schubert never finished the big No.8. Tragic, almost. The first movement is one of the most beautiful soaring string melodies I've ever heard. What more could Mr. Schubert have given us had he finished the piece? We'll never know. Maybe it would have rivaled the finale from Stravinsky's The Firebird, or Richard Strauss' Don Juan, or Beethoven's Ode to Joy in epic proportions and emotional evocation. But we'll never know.
Today I was sitting in rehearsal thinking about what Andrew Howell could have given the world had he lived to see his 21st birthday. We'll never know. But like the Unfinished Symphony, his life was beautiful. I know he enjoyed life. Just a few days ago he mentioned that he was having the best year of his life. So although his life, like Schubert's symphony, will never include a minuet and trio movement or a heroic and epic finale, I have so many wonderful memories that I will always cherish. I'm learning to make the most of everything the gift of life has offered me. It's tough, but I think that if I can learn to do that I'll be a more joyful and loving person. And that's all I can ask for.
Thank you, Andrew, for everything you mean to me and all of your other friends and family.
Sunday, September 12, 2010
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Monday, August 2, 2010
- I still have to figure out what credits I get for my AP/IB/CIS classes in high school (nope, still haven't taken care of that). Since performance majors at CCM don't get academic advisors it makes this process all the more tedious. I should have almost all of my academic requirements out of the way once it's all taken care of, though!
- I need to finish getting all the furniture and decor for the apartment. This includes sanding and painting shelves, getting kitchenware, finding curtains, ordering posters, varnishing a table...wowzers.
- I need to fix a big bag of clothes. I have sweatshirts with loose seams, a pair of jeans with a broken zipper, skirts that need to be hemmed...some of this I can take care of myself, things like zipper replacements will have to be left to professionals!
- I need to stop in at the State Fair Employment Office to get my official badge, t-shirt, ticket box...all the good stuff!
- I need to figure out how we're going to power and heat the apartment, how we're paying for it, and how we're going to get internet. Very necessary.
- My second permit is going to expire in exactly one month and one day. I should probably think about taking my driver's test soon or I'll be running around with permit number three.
- When you play a flute for 3+ hours a day it gets a lot of wear and tear. I should probably have that checked out before I leave...
- Audition requirements for placements at the beginning of the year were posted today. To my chagrin, the excerpts desperately need practicing.
- Oh yeah, and I need to pack stuff up/figure out how everything is going to fit in our minivan...it could be a long 13 hour drive if I'm stuffed between a table and a dresser.
Saturday, July 31, 2010
I have created yet another definition for art; anything man-made that upon observation takes you somewhere. So music is the most obvious example; duh, listening to a Strauss waltz makes you feel like you’re in Vienna three hundred years ago. Art can work the same way; you look at a Monet and you can just imagine the sound of the water rippling as goldfish swish through it. Fashion is an art in that you judge people based on what they’re wearing; I see a vintage dress and I can imagine both the hipster lifestyle of the emaciated trendsetter wearing it and Audrey Hepburn as it’s original owner. When you take this definition at its full value, one could also consider sports an art because of the emotion spectators get from watching their favorite team win the World Cup.
Engineers are on such a different wavelength that they make jazz boys look more like cellists. Math/Science-minded people (lets call them M/Sers for the sake of shorthand) are all of the mindset that there is one right answer (and most of the time it is theirs). These people are impossible to argue (or sometimes even converse with) because of their inability to empathize or even begin to hear out any other perspectives or ideas. My brother will be an M/S major someday. That was snotty, I'm having a hard time empathizing today...
I don’t care what people say or think, I love vintage clothes. I have always loved to wear things that other people might not exactly want to wear themselves. I mean there were the cowboy boots and leggings in ninth grade (wayyy before you could find leggings in stores…I had to buy long underwear!), the toothpaste tights and matching sweater in tenth grade (for those of you that didn’t have the pleasure of witnessing this fashion masterpiece, let’s just say the ensemble, which is somewhere between aquamarine and teal, was recycled for a Halloween costume (toothpaste, of course) two years later…), the solid-sequins dresses in eleventh grade (which my mother gave to the thrift store while I was away at orchestra camp), and finally wearing brightly colored patterned tank tops under plaid lumberjack shirts my senior year (which is quite the style nowadays, don’tcha know?)…I’m really just ahead of my time! Just wait until you see the new frocks I bought this week, I expect more than a few keyboards will need to be de-drool-ed.
There is no such thing as ‘normal’. The ‘N’ word is relative to individuals. I’d say I’m a pretty normal person, but how many 19-year-olds can honestly say that they expect to release a CD in their lifetimes? How many kids my age get paid to do what was usually their free time in high school? How many kids can actually say that they are more excited for their career than they are for Christmas? Me. Also it’s not like I spend twelve hours a day locked up alone in a practice room…I probably have more fun than you, too…just sayin'. On another note, my family is from the aforementioned Marion, South Dakota, where slavery may or may not exist and children are named after zoo animals...
On that note...happy August everyone! Enjoy the last moments of summer!
(All photos from Google)
Thursday, July 29, 2010
2. The vintage Jessica McClintock Gunne Sax dress I just bought: I mean, mine is way cooler, but I don't want a surprise reveal until I perform a recital in it!
3. Getting better at playing the flute: I'm still plugging away. And usually having fun with it! ...though not as much fun as I had taking this (and other) senior pictures!
4. Thrifting more this summer: my current favorite places are Unique Thrift (on Rice & Larpenter), Valu Thrift (in Sunray), and the Goodwill (across from Harmar, behind the Outback Steakhouse).
5. Dairy Queen now makes Blizzards in a mini size: I wouldn't call it 'healthy', but at least we can satisfy our cravings for less!
6. Coupons in the mail: All throughout high school I felt left out because all my friends got free Victoria's Secret underwear coupons in the mail and I didn't. Last week I got not one, but two. It was like Christmas in July.
7. Furniture (mostly bookshelves): How AMAZING would it be to have this gem in my apartment???
8. A CCM orchestra is performing Mahler 6 next year: Whether I'm playing it or hearing it, I. Can't. Wait.
9. The boyfriend is visiting in less than two weeks: A whole summer is too long.
10. Another year of SAI: Get ready, CCM. Here we come!