The phrase “game of adjustments” came to mind in my practice
session today as I worked on (what else?) bowing.
A few weeks ago, Ms. L. was trying to get me to push my bow hand
further from my body on down-bows to keep my bow straight. (I know—shouldn’t I
be able to bow straight by now?) I kept thinking I was doing it, but I wasn’t. “Exaggerate
it!” she told me, and I pushed my right hand out at what felt like a truly ridiculous
angle. “That’s it!” she exclaimed.
At my last lesson, she was prompting me on my up-bows. “Point
the bow away,” she said, and gestured for me to pull my right hand in. (My
baseball fan self enjoyed a private giggle over the notion that, just as in
baseball, you follow “down and away” with “up and in.”) Again, I had to
exaggerate it to get it right.
In practicing a scale tonight, I was focusing on keeping my
bow straight by bowing at these ridiculous-feeling angles. But my bow was
skating all over the place. When I looked in the mirror, I found that the
angles were, indeed, ridiculous. I looked away and tried it again, not even
paying attention to how the angles felt, but just thinking about down
and away, up and in. I checked the mirror, and there it was: nice, straight
bowing.
So sometimes I have to exaggerate, with conscious physical
effort, in order to adjust something. Other times, I just have to give myself a
little mental prompt, without conscious physical effort, in order to adjust
something. In this case it seemed like a progression as I internalized the
change. But sometimes it really is one or the other. Hmmm.
