Thursday, April 30, 2009
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Today is my 50th birthday.
If, at the age of 30 (a milestone for many), someone with the ability to see into the future would have told me that I would be a violinist and a violist by the time I turned 50, I would probably not have believed it. If someone told me at 30 that by the age of 50 I would have written nearly a hundred pieces of music, I would also not have believed it. I supposed I am living proof that life can begin at 30.
So this 50th birthday present I have given to myself (and to share with whoever might be interested) of a piece for viola d'amore (another implausibility) marks the day, and celebrates the fact that with enough desire and enough hard work (one day at a time) it is possible to do what seems to be impossible.