In thinking about the part that music has played in my life, I realize that it has not been just about listening to music as such. My earliest memories of experiences have always had musical soundtracks playing behind them. They still do. Much of this music is comprised of things I've heard although some seem to be original.
Recently this has prompted me to contact friends: John Snell an amazing photographer, and Hope Burgoyne, a terrific painter, asking them to collaborate with me on a project called Reflections. Both Hope and John use themes of nature in their work, so Hope painted two large, identical landscapes, the second of which was made up of numerous smaller sized components, each of which stood on their own, and John used a sizable series of photographs of water taken during all four seasons. While John's slide show (ingeniously projected on a light fabric hung from the ceiling, gently flowing in the breezes created by human movement), I play unaccompanied excerpts from cello pieces, a few of which I wrote for this project, that are my reflections of John's and Hope's work.
It's happening on Montpelier's (VT) winter Art-Walk, and on Valentine's evening in nearby Waterbury. Three performances in each space.
I love the the idea of the cello being a collaborator in a non-traditional way, jointly expressive with the work of other artists.