This morning I feel a whole lot different from last night, which makes me happy that I stopped working both on this and my teaching blog posts then.
I'm currently writing about some instrument explorations we did in my class, but I can't seem to finish a single blog post about it. So I am writing about it here. Less informal, in my opinion. I only had 10 students in my class. One plays the violin quite well and as part of this exploration brought her violin into school to share with the rest of the class a few weeks ago. As she is just 9 years old, she plays a 1/2 size violin, which is about 20 inches big, a while 3 inches smaller than a 4/4 violin. We used to play together for an after-school class, but I haven't played on a mezzo for years (say 20 might be quite accurate). It's cute, and difficult. Might explain the face
Although I have always been much much much more focused on the violin, I have recently started to feel strange towards it. Yes, I enjoy playing it, but there is something like disappointment that I feel when I play. I much prefer playing the cello now, as it also represents my feelings a lot more. The work you put into a cello, the physical pressure, as opposed to the feathery approach of the violin. Who knows that might change in the future again, might change every day, but right now I think I shall give the cello more of a chance.
Rambling on about music at 8 am. Morning world!
