Watching "Some Kind of Spark" on PBS, and it is having the multiple effect of a) making me homesick, b) making me thoughtful about the ideas of passion, practice and perfection, and c) wishing once again that I were capable of reading music.
Watching kids realize that what they want is going to be a lifetime of hard work, internalize that knowledge, and then go after it, is a lovely thing.
(before anyone offers advice on c, don't. Dyscalculia makes reading music an exercise in nothing but frustration for me)
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Date: 2017-09-15 03:59 pm (UTC)