practicing violin......went out for a perkins breakfast and had super short classes all day. woo. now I have to work on scholarships, practice violin, and work on drawings. maybe go to bed really early. tomorrow is friday.
How can I keep my soul in me, so that
it doesn't touch your soul? How can I raise
it high enough, past you, to other things?
I would like to shelter it, among remote
lost objects, in some dark and silent place
that doesn't resonate when your depths resound.
Yet everything that touches us, me and you,
takes us together like a violin's bow,
which draws *one* voice out of two separate strings.
Upon what instrument are we two spanned?
And what musician holds us in his hand?
Oh sweetest song.
-Rainer Maria Rilke-
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Canción de amor
¿Cómo sujetar mi alma para
que no roce la tuya?
¿Cómo debo elevarla
hasta las otras cosas, sobre ti?
Quisiera cobijarla bajo cualquier objeto perdido,
en un rincón extraño y mudo
donde tu estremecimiento no pudiese esparcirse.
Pero todo aquello que tocamos, tú y yo,
nos une, como un golpe de arco,
que una sola voz arranca de dos cuerdas.
¿En qué instrumento nos tensaron?
¿Y qué mano nos pulsa formando ese sonido?
¡Oh, dulce canto!
(Versión de Adrian Kovacsics)
A Haegeum (Korean traditional instrument) player sitting on top of a grand piano in front of the Nam June Paik Art Center in Yongin, Gyeonggi-do, Korea.
Ahmed Mukhtar, Baghdad master of the oud, gives a solo performance inspired by the Lachish Reliefs, as part of A History of the World in 100 objects:
Poetry, Mathematics and Myth at the British Museum.
Playing around tonight with some LED lights. As much as Christmas bothers me, I do like the lights. I have to try the traditional lights at some point. Oh yeah...hellooooo December