The space between the notes
A small invitation to stay with the silence at the end of a phrase.
Many voices, a shared love of music
From the journal
An evening, a single piece
What happens when we return to the same music with a little more time?
The music we carry with us
On the phrases that find their way into the ordinary hours of a day.
A window open to Schubert
An open window, a cooling cup of tea, and a familiar piano phrase.
Coming home with Dvořák
A personal association that changes a little each time I hear the music.
Following a conversation in strings
Letting my attention move between the voices of a string quartet.