DAY ONE-HUNDRED AND SIXTY-NINE
It occurred to me today that I am almost half through. Sometime around the 182nd day I will be at the mid-point.
I did a violin pizzicato piece a few days ago. It got me thinking about the violin and how I under use the one I have. It is probably the cheapest (quite literally) violin one could own – my dad got it as a gift for me and says it cost him $15. It is shiny black with green purfling. It is weird and lovely.
Writing: These few seconds took me a few hours. In a huge way, it is improvisational… or at least heavily based from improvisation. I started played the opening line, playing around with motivs and direction, and, because I play the cello, I had to learn how to play this violin, which was made more difficult by its lack of set up (it being so inexpensively made). The second problem came when I had no idea what I was going to do past the opening or where it was going to go. But things came little by little as I went. It was just taking longer than I have available to me today. Funny enough, listening to this as a “sample” section, at :45, I can hear it going on and on to a totally different place and then ending where it actually ends up anyway.
Reference: English composer Ralph Vaughan Williams. He has been one of my favorite composers since I started playing the cello over twenty years ago. If you have yet to experience his music, I would recommend The Lark Ascending (linking you to Hilary Hahn performance of the piece. Not my favorite of all time, but still very beautiful), Fantasia on a Theme by Thomas Tallis, and any of his choral works. Unbelievable. He was a poetic composer, and I highly recommend him. (I might politely suggest you listen to the posting first and then link to Vaughan Williams: he put this posting to shame in nearly every way…)
Being the kind of cello player I am by nature, this automatically makes me a very heavy-handed violin player, as you can hear. But I hope you can hear the intention past the crunch.