On the Having of Recitals
I have just come back from a lovely dinner at Garlics after my recital this afternoon. I have to say that I'm glad it is done, but at the same time I wish I had been less busy so I could have appreciated the excitement that usually accompanies such a performance. I think it went alright, there were some reed and bocal issues that I really couldn't have prevented, so I can forgive them, hehe.

Plus, my dress was beautiful, and by dress I mean my nightie, but by dress I also mean my dress. It's complicated.

It goes by fast though, the run through of all that repertoire you work the whole year on. It's amazing, this culmination of all that you have worked towards into a single performance. But then again, that work really continues on, and that one performance becomes many as you keep working and gaining more skill.

I think I have improved greatly over the past few years and hope to continue to do so. Aka, all in all I am satisfied with my recital as a notch in my learning pole of sorts... Learning pole? Perhaps it's like that section of wall with the notches of your height over the years... except it looks like a totem pole and the images on the pole are all of things that relate to who you are as a person. It could be like art!

I think too much.