So I love piano. And I must really, really love it if I can say that right now because I just got done practicing. Now I know piano practice doesn't sound that intense, like just sit down and play, right? Not a chance. I have this audition recording coming up, and if I practice one day like that, I'm in trouble. Instead, I get to play the same two pages of music insanely fast until my forearms and hands cramp up and I can't hit the notes anymore. And I realize that sounds like an exaggeration, but it's NOT. I literally have sore muscles from piano. I will literally practice until I'm in tears at the piano. I literally have to do stretches before I play THE PIANO.
But I love it. I've been playing the same two-page Schumann piece since September, and I still haven't gotten sick of it. I practiced until I couldn't stand it tonight, and still I'll come back tomorrow and do it again. Piano is my passion. And I know for a fact that I'm not going to grow up to be some professional concert pianist, but I can't help it. There is no activity I love more than playing the piano. And despite all the pain and frustration, I hope that my friends and family find a piano for themselves.
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