it is now 14 years on the vent
29 years since first sympyom
5 years since i lost the ability to play flute
not a scale,nor arpeggio
no sonatas,nor concerti
no chamber music,nor soli
5 years of longing to carress a flute
to feel the warmth of ebony,rose or cherry wood
to relish the applause after a great performance
the love of students in master classes
the mutual joy and abandon among colleagues during rehearsal
the cheers after a beautiful recording session
5 years
to rejoice in accomplishing anew interpretation
the discovery of original works for original instruments
to do comparative research
musical analysis
arranging
embellishments,burgundian turn or neopolitan
ascending or descending appogiaturas
to slide down a happy glissando
5 years
and no colleague remembers
lost
forgotten
only in thought,i play virtuosly,presto vivace to largo
a rainbow of colours
music paintings on the walls of my mind
landscapes
masterpieces,velvet textures on gossamer wings fly through my dreams
5 years
never ever give up hope,keep the faith,and,yes,keep smiling :)



