I have probably raved about Gabriela Montero before. An exquisite concert pianist with a tremendous gift for improvisation. Hope to catch her in concert one day.
Here she improvises on the enigmatic opening of the Rach III in Baroque style. It’s an old video but the music is just so unaffectedly resplendent that probably more people should hear it. It’s as if Bach and Rachmaninov met one day and went for a jam in musical splendour.
Upper Peirce Reservoir
Time passes by fast. The month of April is about to end. And although I have travelled nowhere, the mind has wandered to a million places and back. There has simply been too much distractions – both internal and external. It’s funny how superfluous the mind can be, when it can simply economise and be present in the moment.
Tidying up is…
… getting re-acquainted with the table surface after a long messy separation.
Doing laundry is…
… a necessary tedium and must-have life skill. Saves you from travelling with twenty pairs of underwear.
Dancing like nobody’s watching…
… requires a lot of self-confidence! And some music.
Doing something that you are told NOT to do…
… also requires a lot of self-confidence. (Or stupidity?) No music accompaniment required.
Singing in the rain is…
… (I don’t get this one – doesn’t the voice get drown out by the downpour? No, a drizzle is not rain.)
And speaking of the rain…
Hailing a taxi on a rainy day is…
… a true test of patience; he who perseveres, is in for a long wait.
“I am not poor, for my desires are simple.“
~ Omar Khayyam
One of mother nature’s magnificent creatures!
This post is inspired by bookjunkie’s here.
My perfect day: wake up with no pimples, go for a bike ride, have a cool shower then do some work. Laugh with family or friends over a meal. Chill out to good music at night.
Simple things really: waking up feeling good about myself, do the things I like to do and spend time with people I like.
What is your perfect day like?
Although it has been raining these few days, the weekend past was sunny and smouldering. Years ago you would have heard me complaining about the heat. These days, I take it as another great opportunity to go out for a ride. By the way, cycling generates a lot of flying-into-the-wind sensations, and helps take the edge off the heat. Weekends spent outdoors is sheer bliss. So what if I have a lot of uneven tan lines. It just makes for a more ‘interesting’ look in a dress (I can see some of my girl friends rolling their eyes). Ok this post is just to say don’t laugh at that friend of yours with the odd tan lines.