day 551 w/ 278 hours + 15 minutes practice logged
Life got really busy –stupid-busy– for multiple varied reason, none of which I’ll be explaining here on a public website. I looked up this afternoon from the chaos and noticed that I’d let the 18-month anniversary of my violin experience slip by unnoticed… unremarked. Eighteen months of trying to learn to play the violin and the day slips by without so much as a tweet or a shrug or a artistically stylish photograph of my instrument posted to Instagram.
So: it’s been 18 months (plus a few days) since I picked up this instrument and began to play.
Part of me would love to say that I’m advancing at unimaginable speeds, that my progress is phenomenal, that I never would have supposed such feats of skill and musical prowess were possible from little ol’ me. But no. I’m advancing at a plodding pace. My progress is mind numbingly incremental. And my feats of skill and musical prowess are kinda average. I’m okay with that. But that’s that. It is what it is.
The days of significant and measurable advancement seems to have been replaced with days of imperceptible adjustments and tweaks. It’s no longer about learning whole new swaths of information. It’s about hitting my string 95% of the time rather than 93%. It’s about nudging the amount of pressure I’m putting on the bow to make a sound that is closer to the sound I’m trying to make. It’s about hitting dynamics so that I can tell the difference between mezzo forte and just forte.
In. Cre. Men. Tal. Fixes.
That said, I’m really enjoying it. Still.
I mean, amidst fighting to find free time, ramming practice into the gaps of a hectic work-life-fitness-family schedule, and finding the focus required to hone in on those delicate incremental tweaks… that’s been a challenge.
Part of me would love to commit to posting, say, more videos of my progress but another part of me knows that I’m barely holding together my current extracurricular obligations as is. Instead, I recorded a U2 cover tonight in (belated) honour of 18 months of progress and in recognition of the fact that as U2 suggests we may not always find what we’re looking for… but as Douglas Adams remarked, we instead sometimes find what we need.