I took in another concert at the Carmel Bach Festival. One
of the draws for festival attendance is the events that are related to the
theme of the festival, but not core literature that is popular to perform. You
come to hear Carmel to hear Bach. You go to other locations around the world to
hear Mozart, or Beethoven, or Wagner, or Marsalis, or Scaggs, or….well, you get
the idea. There’s always an event that stretches you a bit. Last night was one of
those events for me. Bartok and Dvorak were offered right alongside Bach. The
pieces chosen are familiar repertoire; I just hadn’t connected them together
with Bach. I’ll be looking over the concert notes and thinking about that
connection a little more today. Perhaps during my walk, or when I’m mulling why
I’m up to version 6.2 of the shawl angel.
Yes, 6.2
I know my idea is good. I know it will come together. I know
even the best designers do quite a bit of snipping and binning. I know I will
work it all out. I know I have as much time as I need to take. I know also I’m
a bit weary of it all.
Off to wash some walls in preparation for priming. Yes,
priming. We’ve decided the accent wall is just too bold a color for using the
Swiss Coffee alone. We’ll be washing, maybe sanding, priming, and then the
color coat(s). I don’t have as much time as I need for that, so I’d better get
started!
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