Aug 18, 2006 16:08
congratulations alex, vaughn, ethan, lauren, jessica, kristen, ava, mary, and everyone else in summerdance. that show was absolutely beautiful!! it's so inspiring. haha, i told alex that i'm going to do it next year and i mean it. i think i finally found a dance school that will fit me. pelio school of dance has a class that's one night a week for beginning to intermediate level dancers that's a combination of ballet, tap, and jazz. it's just enough for me to be able to get the basic training i'll need, but not the rigorous schedules that fim had.
i got the symphony letter in the mail and as i was reading it i realized that i was just being a punk for so many years putting up with all of that shit. im sick of the attitude that music or dance or voice has to be your LIFE. what about playing viola because i LOVE it. i love the sound of vibrato on the G, i love the weight of the instrument on my shoulder, i love the harmony shared by the violas and second violins, i love the rosin dust that fills the air at the end of Dvorak's New World. but for fim, that's not enough. i'm tired of mandatory string sectionals, rotating chairs, violin arrogance, mrs. torre's condesending attitude, pencils worshippers, writing in both stand partner's music, 7.5 minute breaks, skirt girls, and having to walk around the spit deposits in the brass section. BUT, that's not why im putting my viola down.
i knew it had to happen eventually. i never wanted to make it a career. and there's just so much lack of time and money. i had to choose. so im starting something new, training my voice. it's scary. and it's sad. i spent ten years of my life with the rich tones of my viola. and i was just getting to the point where i could feel accomplished about ONE aspect of my life. i feel artisitc and free when i'm playing. i wish that could last forever, but that's just a dream. unfortunately what i love only will interfere with focusing on what is neccessary.
so, sunday is my last...fling. kayleen and i are playing some duets in church. the end.