I don’t think I have had such a straightforward title in a while. My current repertoire consists of the following:
Key moments in life come and go; sometimes you’ll know when you’re in the moment and sometimes reflection deems a memory important. Yesterday, I spent a little over 2 hours playing what I’d been working on the whole summer: a ten-piece piano program that consisted of 64 pages of memorized music and various technique requirements.
I have participated in this same ten-piece program every summer since I started piano (with less intensive requirements though, of course), but it’s a bit of a shock to look back and see how much has been snowballing over the years. Who knew that the me that struggled with memorizing a 6-page sonata movement would be able to memorize a 21-page full sonata or that the me that used to scoff at practice would be able to buckle down for a weekend and memorize a piece?
This last summer performance of my high school years was fittingly a little strange. Sure, there’s still a judge, ten pieces and a grand piano, but the small conversations about the composers made the difference. I wasn’t just playing pieces for a judge to hear; I was sharing my interpretation of a piece of music and receiving critique from a judge. It’s hard to put in words, but the fact that the judge took time and shared little tid-bits about the composer reminded me that the composers were living people. It’s easy to put them on a pedestal, but they were human too. They had their own hardships and joys, which would come to shape their music, which we appreciate today.
With yesterday in the past, I feel as if I have parted with an old friend. I feel a little blue, but life’s like that. There will be things I’ll forget or regret and drive back for and things that gather like dust, slowly until I suddenly notice one day. There will be times that I have to take a rest-stop and pull over at the next exit. However, a rest is only temporary and soon enough, I’ll begin again. The end of one road is the start of another.
Hi there. I hope you have had a marvelous 4th of July weekend (if you’re American; I still hope you’ve had a good weekend regardless)!
As of late, I’ve been preparing for a piano examination. The premise is pretty simple: play 15 pieces well in an hour. However, getting down and memorizing 15 pieces is not so simple, so I’ve broken up my work: I’ve split up my pieces into sections and I work on repeating the sections until I am satisfied.
Repetition often has a bad rap among learning techniques, but I find this is often essential to practicing piano. Without practice (which is mainly composed of lots of repetition), we don’t become familiar with our piece and we fumble our way through. With that in mind, I find that repetition boils down to two types: Continue reading “Repetition: A Study”