immaturity
I can’t be asked to play something like this without at least a little bit of the side-eye. Photo taken this summer while subbing for PASO. h/t to my amazing friend Diana, who is as brilliant at…
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When I started SRCB in 2007, I could not imagine what the next 7 years would hold in store. Since that time, I have: flown airplanes moved 11 times published one book and 50+ articles in Strings plus one ignominious…
Goony
It is with great sadness that I report Lucy D. Cat, aka Goony, has passed away. It happened nearly a month ago, and I have been trying to cobble together some kind of video montage to post here, but I…
workshop digest, part 1!
I promised the participants at Lone Star SCOR some kind of run-down on topics we covered during the two workshops I gave. In the spirit of “better late than never”, I’m posting a PDF with the basics from the…
Benning and Blackerby- a traveling cellist’s best friends.
Flying with any instrument is a challenge. Flying with a huge instrument is a HUGE challenge, especially with the bizarro security antics going on around the country. So when I excitedly accepted my cousin’s request to play for her wedding…
Memorial Day 2014
The thing about wishing a “Happy” Memorial Day is fairly simple to parse into sides, both of which come from decent enough places. Some say a day that pays respect to the fallen should be marked with a somber tone.…
for Cathy.
This post was supposed to be a big wrap-up of the teaching experience at Lone Star SCOR! and an overdue thank-you to the two violin shops who provided me with stellar instruments in both Los Angeles and Austin. These things…
cherry blossom time
It’s cherry blossom time in DC, so here’s an obligatory photo from the neighborhood. In a few weeks, I’ll pay my first visit to California since 2011- it seems like forever ago. We’re flying in for my cousin’s wedding and…
recital
My studio had a recital over the weekend. I hold recitals for the singular benefit of students- there’s nothing quite like the accountability of knowing your efforts will be heard by strangers to focus and intensify practice. The performance part…
the exorcism
Yesterday was Fridge Day. At the end of Tuesday’s efforts, I put all of the moldy nightmare food left by the AU s̶t̶u̶d̶e̶n̶t̶s̶ savages in the freezer, in an attempt at stench abatement. I actually heaved outside after handling a garbanzo…