Garden Clean Up

I’m home with a virus today and noticed bugs crawling around my back door. Upon closer inspection, they turned out to be lady bugs. I opened the door and found the outside of the house swarming with lady bugs of all colors – yellow, brown, orange and red. Some with spots, and some with no spots.



I don’t know why they chose today to attack the house, but it may have to do with the beautiful warm sunshine.

Since I was outdoors, I figured a few minutes in the sun might help kill some germs so I did a few minutes of garden maintenance. My husband picked some tomatoes and peppers while I pulled up the frost-killed marigolds, zinnias, and beans. I also took down the trellis and stored it in the garage for next season. There’s still some work to do out there, but there’s no rush to pull up the rest.

It is interesting to note that the straw flowers, calendula and onions are still thriving. I will remember that for next year. There are still tomatoes ripening on the vine, so I left the plants and cages intact. At some point I need to pull the dahlias, but first I need to look up how to store the tubers. I look forward to next year’s garden already.

Solo for the Second Time

I did it. I successfully played a solo in a recital and didn’t immediately want to immolate myself. The recital was put on by the Richmond Music Study Club. I’m not sure what they do, but the group sure puts on a nice show. The performance was held in the beautiful Bon Air United Methodist Church.


There were three violinists, including myself. Fortunately, I got to play first. Even then, my hands got a little sweaty, and I felt some stage fright. I loved being first on the docket because it gave me the chance to relax and enjoy all the other performances, which were wonderful. The three of us warmed up in the hall and adjoining lobby. Both of the other two violinists were rather young and played Suzuki Book 6 material. I got a bit psyched out by the youngest as she plays brilliantly. It’s stupid for me to be intimidated I know, because she has been playing for at least 10 years and I’ve only been playing for two.

Honestly, I was happy to be included in their company. Although I played a very simple Suzuki Book 2 piece, it was one that I know very well and had a great deal of confidence in. I did finally memorize it, which was amazing because I reached my goal of going up on stage without music to futz with. Our accompanist was fantastic. Hopefully I will have the opportunity to work with her again.

Was my performance perfect? No, but I don’t think anyone’s was. I had a few intonation slips and a minor bowing blip at the key change. However, in comparison to the spring recital debacle, this was a glorious victory. I’m so pleased my teacher chose to trust me. It’s one thing to blow it in a studio recital, and another thing altogether to screw things up in a mixed recital like this one. It must be so nerve wracking to be in my teacher’s position in times like that. Do the other teachers judge you by how your students perform in public?

There were seven other students performing – all pianists. They were lovely to hear. The best part of all was that I was one of the youngest people performing. The average age of the piano students must have been around 60. One of the piano teachers played two very long pieces. I enjoyed them, but I’m not sure how I feel about only one teacher performing. I would have liked to have heard all the teachers perform. Perhaps they weren’t aware that was an option.

The only thing I would change would be to mix up the performances. Instead of having all the violinists in a row, it would have been kind of nice to slip one in after every couple of piano pieces. However, logistically it just works better to have our accompanist stay at the piano until it’s all over rather than march up and down the stairs each time.

Overall, I give this an A-, only deducting points for my minor little blips. The venue was lovely and easy to play in. The piano was gorgeous and in tune. And the reception afterwards gave us time to congratulate the other participants and network a little. I hope I get invited back next year. Let’s hope I have both earned the privilege, and can play something a bit more interesting by then.

My current challenge is memorizing my music. I’m told that the instrument is easier to play if I’m not engaging my brain in reading music at the same time. My festival piece is sort of memorized. There’s a bit of a slip happening in the transition that still needs work. My last concerto is memorized except for about 9 lines. Considering that the thing is three pages long, that’s pretty near a miracle.

What I’m finding with the memorizing is that I can concentrate more on my bowing, but my dynamics pretty much disappear. Everything is ff (that’s fortissimo, or very loud, for you non-music folks). So even though the notes are in my fingers, I periodically have to check the page for dynamic notation. I hope that it gets in my brain in the next 10 days. It would be amazing to walk out on stage without having to carry the score. I think it always looks more professional when people can play from memory.

My teacher is also eager for my vibrato to come on line. I can only do it if that is my primary focus, and sometimes it doesn’t really work right. It’s terribly frustrating. Lots of drill for very little progress so far. I have been working on it over a year now. *sigh*

Still, we’re focusing now on the 3rd movement of the Vivaldi A minor concerto, and I have lots of music to work on for string ensemble. Practicing second violin parts is a challenge because lots of it is just playing the oom pa pa bits. It’s great counting practice. I’m really learning a lot and working on my lazy reading skills. By the end of this, I’ll be a much stronger sight reader.

Memorizing, on the other hand, is still open to negotiation.


When It Rains, It Pours

For the last 2+ years, I have been primarily just practicing the violin. I go to lessons, work on my assignments, play at a studio recital once in a while, but mostly just play at home by myself. That’s a pretty unsatisfactory musical path after a while. I picked up an instrument so that I could play it for people, not just practice.

The solution to this is to perform, of course. However, while there are numerous opportunities for young people to perform, there are not so much for the adult starter. I could busk, or if I was good enough, play at a nursing home or something. But for most of us there just aren’t the beginner orchestra or newbie ensemble options that are in place for the kids. Since adult starters are unlikely to monetize their playing, encouraging beginners is not profitable. And if you don’t want to solo, but instead wish to learn how to blend sound, or participate in something bigger than yourself, you’re pretty much out of luck.

This week, however, two amazing things happened. The first was that I had the opportunity to join an adult beginners string ensemble. I had a great time. The music was all in first position so it was very easy to sight read. But that’s a good thing, because I needed to focus on the skills I haven’t learned yet, namely watching a conductor, blending my sound, and learning to listen. Rehearsal also drilled home the fact that I really can’t count. I generally don’t need to while playing alone. In a group, that becomes a crucial skill.

The second cool thing that happened was that my teacher signed me up Friday to play in an exhibition at the end of the month. There’s this string festival that happens every year where the kids go to compete and test for their levels. The way I understand it, the exhibition is supposed to showcase adult beginners, but the organization has been making do with high school students due to the lack of adult participation.

We spent a little bit of time picking out a piece for me to play. It’s a favorite from about a year ago. Yes, I know we did that for the recital in May, but this time I have several weeks to prepare, and it’s a bit easier for me. As much as I would prefer to play something more in line with my current level, it will be better to play something I already know very well.

I’ve gone from no opportunities to perform, to a rich performing ground indeed. I feel lucky, and hope that I live up to people’s faith in my ability. Wish me luck!

Slowing Down Speeds Things Up

You knew it wouldn’t be long before I got back to violin blogging, right? This girl is seriously obsessed.

At any rate, I have come up on a couple of issues that are holding me back, namely quadruplets with varying bowings and string crossings, vibrato, and timing. My teacher has given me a number of ways to practice these things which should cure the problem, IF I manage to practice them correctly. Note the big IF.

Here’s the thing – my practice is limited to a couple of hours late at night. As a morning person, my attention span has pretty much gone kaput at that point, but what are you gonna do, right? Practice time is practice time. What has been happening is that I play through the pieces I am working on, do some concentrated work on open strings and the etude I am working on that week, and hurry through the identified weak points in my concertos. That’s all good, except for the last bit.

One of the issues I have identified is that if I play something incorrectly, I just keep repeating it to try to fix the problem. However, this means that I am practicing it more times wrong than right. Because once I get it right, I move on. When I come back to the same place the next day, I automatically play it wrong. Why is that? Oh yeah, I only played it right once and wrong 15 times.

Because of this, I have become increasingly frustrated. I have known all along that it needs to be practiced more times right than wrong, and yet I have been doing exactly the opposite. Why? Because I’m tired, and too lazy to stop and correct the errors when they happen. I guess I’m afraid to slow down because that feels like going backwards, when in reality, it would help me move forwards. Did that make sense?

Here, this guy says it way better than I do: http://www.bulletproofmusician.com/8-things-top-practicers-do-differently/

When I was a child there was an advertisement in every comic book for “Sea Monkeys” with colorful depictions of happy little beige mer-people wearing crowns, carrying tridents, and building castles. Just add tap water to the handy dandy included plastic aquarium, treat it with this little package of powder, pour in the eggs, and prepare for hours of fun watching your new pets. You were supposed to be able to view said pets through little circles of magnification built thriftily into the walls of the habitat. So simple, right? What’s not to love?


Only, Sea Monkeys don’t exist. They’re really brine shrimp and they don’t look even a little bit like mer-people. Brine shrimp don’t wear crowns, or build castles. They just swim around microscopically and exist. Then after a couple of weeks you just have a lovely crop of algae and nothing to show for it. Endlessly disappointing, and yet we continued to try to grow them. I think my mom had one of those silly habitats on her kitchen window sill for two years.

Enter the new generation. They are being marketed a similar product that Milton has dubbed “Aquasaurs”.


Just add bottled spring water to the colorful and cheaply made, non-rigid plastic habitat, pour in the package of eggs mixed with organic matter, and in just one day watch your new pets come to life. I was prepared for the disappointment. After all, Sea Monkeys were a joke. I planned how I was going to sooth my son’s sorrow over not being able to hatch a dinosaur fish. It was a great mothering moment in the making. I was practically chomping at the bit while I waited for the proof of failure.

The next day we had microscopic little swimmy things. OK, I thought, they’re basically sea monkeys. I can work with this. With just a little patience, there was still a great parenting moment in my future. I was practically giddy with anticipation. However, my plan was crushed when a week later we had 10 one inch long crustaceans that looked like this:


These things are so very, very grotesque. The picture makes them look cute, but it’s basically like growing an extremely ugly bug. And we have 10 of them! They are lively, and eat voraciously, and are reproducing. I think I am doomed to have these monsters and their poorly made habitat on my breakfast table indefinitely. Ugh, Ugh, Ugh!!!!!!

Yes, they really are sort of a prehistoric creature. Officially, they are called Triops Longicaudatus, named so for their three-eyed configuration. Their physiology has remained virtually unchanged in the last 70 million years, exactly matching their ancient fossils, making them one of the oldest animal species still in existence. It’s a type of tadpole shrimp that can get up to 3 inches in length. These guys look like they might make it to that size, although they are ugly enough already at 1 inch.

I have one saving throw. They only live up to 90 days, or until the water temperature drops below 72 degrees. Twenty one days down, 69 to go, with winter on its way. Fortunately, the tank water is now so dirty, I can only see the terrifying creatures when they get near the walls. I suppose it’s time to clean the tank again. This is not the glorious parenting moment I was hoping for. Making my kid happy is good too, but I really didn’t want any more pets to take care of. Looks like I learned a lesson instead of getting to teach one.

My Weekend Adventure

I had the opportunity to meet another adult starter violinist. We found each other via the Violin/Fiddle Adult Starters group on Facebook. She has been playing about six years and is a member of a local string ensemble. We met on Saturday and had a delightful afternoon getting to know each other and visiting with her friend, Don Liester in his awesome studio.

Don is a local violin maker who makes really lovely instruments. He allowed me to play several of his violins and I fell absolutely in love with one. So much so, that he gave me the opportunity to take it home for a week’s test run. It’s a full-size instrument, and I have determined that it’s still too much of a stretch for me to play for any length of time. However, my teacher says that I could consider a 7/8ths violin now that my hand is better able for it.

In playing the borrowed violin, I discovered that the reason that I like it so much is that it sounds just like mine, only bigger. When I mentioned that to my teacher, he was quite intrigued. He is very interested to hear and play it on Friday. I know that he is simply going to love it! It would be fantastic if he bought it so that I could hear it more often. If I can’t have it, then it would be cool if he did. I really love this violin!

Don also makes 7/8ths size violins. My new acquaintance has one, and it is delightful. Because I love the full size one so much, I am considering commissioning a 7/8ths one from Don with the aim of sounding like the one I have out on trial. My husband thinks I’m daft for wanting to spend more money on a violin that sounds like what I have already. However, I think it will be difficult for me to be taken seriously on a small instrument with a small sound. A 7/8 would still be a compromise in sound, but would be much closer in output than the 3/4 I have.

Part of me thinks that I should consider something with a different sound quality altogether, but every time I try violins I gravitate to the sound I have. I wish I were experienced enough to know whether it is the right one for what I plan to do in the future. Is it sweet enough for chamber music? Is it colorful enough to play solo repertoire? Can it be heard in a hall, and blend with an orchestra? There are so many questions that I don’t have the answer to. In the end, does it matter? After all, I am the one who hears it 100% of the time. If I don’t love it, will I want to play it, regardless of whether it sounds fantastic in a space or situation I will probably never play in?

In other news, I told my teacher about the Facebook group and mentioned that it’s closed with no teachers or professionals allowed. His immediate reaction was a stunned, “You mean I can’t check it out?”. Yup, that’s right. It’s a good thing I like you, buddy. LOL!


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