I have a photo of my Dad playing the violin. I tried to find it again today, doing all kinds of searches. I realized out that I also couldn’t find it back in 2017 when I was sketching with watercolor (see post of May 11, 2017). So here’s my current remembrance of Dad lost in […]
Lately, I’ve been playing the Kreutzer etude that Jack Benny made famous.
My Dad always said that if I ever saw a Stradivarius Cloud, there would be a violin storm coming.
I’ve always had a weak pinky finger on my note-playing hand. It sticks straight out and the last joint presses the string down. I’m getting better on the A and E string, but the D and G string gives me problems. I find that, of all things, my biceps start cramping up, as I try […]
