end of blogging haitus

I'm back in Nashville after a month of rambling.
I ain't never gonna change, I've got a gypsy soul to blame and I was born for leaving.

Places I've been in the last three weeks:

Annapolis, Maryland

Durham, New Hampshire

Boston, Massachusetts

Dover, Delaware

Harrisonburg, Virginia

Ocean City, Maryland

Greenbelt, Maryland

Vienna, Virginia

and back to Nashville, Tennessee. 

I like to do a grand New England tour at least once a year to see as many friends and family as I can in one trip, but the point of this trip was to go study bowmaking up in New Hampshire. It was my third time at this particular workshop (last year for bow repair) I made one violin bow. It turned out well enough, for learning in five days what is a four year program in France. I could do better, and I will, on future bows. Fortunately, plenty went wrong on my first one, so I learned a lot of what not to do next time, or at least how to fix many different things that go wrong. It was a very informative and fun week! And I got a whole slew of new tools to play with.

On our way south after New Hampshire, we stopped in Boston for a night to visit one of my dearest friends. I wish we'd had time to stay longer, since I love Boston a lot. It's one of my favorite cities, which I don't say lightly, because I am very persnickety about some cities, and I would totally live in Boston someday if I could ever afford to.

I had ten whole days in Maryland to catch up with everyone. It was so much fun! I spent time with my family, we went to the beach, got my usual sunburn and then our usual family go-karting, where I won (as usual), then walked down the ocean city boardwalk to the kite store, stopping for greasy pizza on the way, as usual. I met my new nephew (or newphew, if you will), I went to some great live music (Cole Cash, and the NSO Zelda concert), played some great music with my fabulous string trio, caught up with some friends from high school and pulled out some old photos from our high school orchestra trip to France, played some violin for the church I grew up in (which I haven't done since two christmases ago), and many other delightful endeavors.

It was a great trip, but I am so glad to be home, in my own bed, driving my own car, sitting on my porch again, and having a great roommate who made me peach blackberry crumble for breakfast this morning as a welcome home :)

Life is unbelievably good, and it keeps getting better. I'm going to try to write here more often, and I will hopefully have more things to write about. New adventures on the horizon! Don't stop me now, cause I'm having a good time.

grand life update:

Beloved Readers, (both of you)

I apologize again for leaving you hanging for so long. I bet you've been dying to know what I've been up to.

Let's see.

At the end of April, I gave a recital. It went well! I was very pleased with how I played, I think the most comfortable I've been with any solo recital I've given. Here's a video (even though all of my blog readers were either at the recital, or I've sent this to you already)


Also I looked very pretty: (if I do say so)

The day after the recital (since I apparently like to plan things in rapid succession so that I never have time to sleep or think about anything), I drove 900 miles north to Minneapolis. I had been planning a trip up to visit my old Minnesota buddies for a while anyway, and it was a much-needed week vacation. I saw everyone that I hadn't seen in a year: Favorite ship friends, favorite luthier school friends, favorite not-ship-or-luthier-school friends. It was a good week, filled with  large amount of happiness and good food and good music.

As soon as I got back to Nashville, I started packing up my life to move to a new house. I painted my room (because it was green, the whole thing, even the ceiling, and it was like living in a christmas box, which seems like it would be fun at first, but I'm sure it would get old) Anyway. I painted it a color called "Castle Path," which I will leave to your imagination, as I'm sure it is much more exciting in there than it is in real life.

And so with this, that, and the other, I moved. I love my new place. One roommate, who is also a luthier, and a dog. and a back porch. It's a little bit perfect. And close to work. And did I mention perfect?

Isn't she a darlin?

Oh - the most important part of Minnesota, I fell in love. With a violin. It's beautiful, and sounds so great. Made just a few months ago by a maker in St. Paul. It took me weeks to figure out a way to pay for her, but I did, and its mine, and I love it. Here's a shameless glamour shot I took of it on my bed the other day.

Sexy, right? I like big bouts and I cannot lie. 

Which brings us to my latest musical endeavor. I found the most wonderful pianist, and together we kidnapped a cellist to join us and we've started a piano trio. It's at the very beginning, but stay tuned for the unveiling of a website and some recital dates later this summer in Maryland, Tennessee, and Kentucky.

The last bit of exciting news is that next month I am heading out on a grand adventure, my annual pilgrimage up the East Coast. I love it, and I can't wait to see everyone. Flying to Maryland, driving to Boston, driving further to New Hampshire, learning how to make some violin bows, driving back down to Maryland. Driving south to Virginia to see the little munchkin who will be out of the oven by then! I'm pretty excited.

After that we've got some quartet recording endeavors, which I will update you on as soon as I know things.

Oh, and I'm pretty obsessed with this piece. Have a listen: