Mr. R., the
luthier who takes care of my violin, had asked me to bring it in before my
lesson on Friday—his shop is just upstairs from the music school. He adjusted
the sound post and bridge, and lubricated the pegs. In my lesson, as I was
playing the double stops, the chords rang and rang, just like my violin did
when I picked it up from him last October. It’s a joy to practice when it
sounds like that, though I almost feel the need for earplugs with so much sound hitting my left ear. Mr. R. seems to be stunningly good at his
work, and I appreciate him even more because he is such a friendly, welcoming
guy. He explains everything he’s doing, and bustles around the shop to show one
thing or another that makes his point.
In other
news, I’ve commented here before about shifting up to fourth and fifth position
out of nowhere. Two
months ago, I had to practice like crazy to land those shifts in tune. In
my lesson on Friday, Ms. L. was having me sight-read Kreutzer #10, and I hit an
F on the E string in fifth position. In fact, with the note being so far above
the staff, I didn’t even recognize what it was—I just took a stab at it and got
lucky. (OK, I played this etude in college, so “sight-reading” may not be the
right word. But it’s marked in my college teacher’s handwriting as having been
completed on November 3, 1990, and I highly doubt that I have touched it since
then.) Not only did I hit it right that one time, but I have been accurate on
it about 80% of the time without having to practice it to the death. I will
call that progress!
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