Music Prof Called...

Aug 10, 2005 15:50

Garry just called my cell to check up on me. For those of you new to my journal/forgetful, Garry is/was my music teacher. He'd been on holidays so I couldn't get ahold of him.

I told him of my intention to start beefing up my music theory over the next few years so that later if I want to do a degree or want to expand my opportunities in music I can.

He asked me if I might want to be in their Christmas production (Amahl and the Night Visitors, I've heard it's good but I haven't seen it) and I said that pending their schedule and mine having any big conflicts I'd be happy to participate.

I might even try out for Music Theatre still.

I told him truthfully that if I could find a way to swing the cash to take lessons from Garry and he could find a spot in his schedule for me I'd keep taking lessons. Otherwise I might have to go on a schedule of fewer lessons or something. But I don't want to quit altogether.

Perhaps if I start doing wedding candids I can buy myself a really amazing camera - mine's great, but if I'm moving into professional realms I'm going to want to have a very spectacular camera so people don't mind paying me.

Maybe I should make a website for that... Hmmm. I'd have to think about the prices, etc...

Anyway, the dreaded phonecall has passed. *sigh*

It just feels so official. I'm not IN music anymore. I have a hard time believing it myself. But I don't feel pressured or inadequate anymore. I know I'll be good at art. It's not so bad to know that I'll be in something that doesn't make me struggle.
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