It's my birthday today. Last night, Alec decided to surprise me with flowers and a Ginger Crystallized in Dark Chocolate bar after work.
Little did he know there was a love poem inside...It's quite beautiful. I would love to type it all in here but I'll save some sappiness and get to the best part.
Her every tone is music's own.
-Edward Pinkney
I love that.
It's a laid back birthday this year. A cup of coffee on a beautiful 72 degree morning. Baking a birthday pie. Then off I go to a delicious Malaysian dinner with the in laws and my sweet sweet sister.
To top it off, I found this beautiful clip of Pavarotti singing. Enjoy!
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Monday, August 8, 2011
On My Love
If there is a song that describes my love,
It would have no words.
Just a melody.
Every part of me hears it and cries.
Simple but complete.
He touches me.
He is my love.
It would have no words.
Just a melody.
Every part of me hears it and cries.
Simple but complete.
He touches me.
He is my love.
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Positive Toughts
The need and urgency of positive thinking for one who was born a pessimist is utterly important.
I am an awfully negative person. Always self sabotaging. As Audrey describes this syndrome--I am the first in line to throw tomatoes at myself.
I never once think that I am good enough. I find it ridiculous that one can ever think in such perfect and satisfying ways of herself.
Having positive thoughts about myself has been the toughest challenge as an artist. I think all artists who sincerely care for their art will agree with me. You spend all night dreaming, practicing, and living in your art. You can't help but to want to make it the best out there. Yes, we are all perfectionists.
Somewhere along the line, you must acknowledge the hardwork you've invested in your art. You must realize that you are not perfect and not everyone will love what you do after all. And it's alright...
Everyone is entitled to their own opinions. So am I. I am entitled to my own opinions.
The fact is, in my life, my opinions matter the most. I write my own script.
So why let negative things in life bog me down? They don't matter if I don't believe in them.
I believe in creating art to make this world a better place. I believe I can be the best out there. I believe I was born to do this. I believe that opera is worth saving. I believe in making the best out of my talents.
What I believe matters the most.
The more I learn to do this, the bigger my world becomes. I know so little. Ironically, I find that comforting. It is good to learn that you will never stop learning.
There is no limit to life.
I am an awfully negative person. Always self sabotaging. As Audrey describes this syndrome--I am the first in line to throw tomatoes at myself.
I never once think that I am good enough. I find it ridiculous that one can ever think in such perfect and satisfying ways of herself.
Having positive thoughts about myself has been the toughest challenge as an artist. I think all artists who sincerely care for their art will agree with me. You spend all night dreaming, practicing, and living in your art. You can't help but to want to make it the best out there. Yes, we are all perfectionists.
Somewhere along the line, you must acknowledge the hardwork you've invested in your art. You must realize that you are not perfect and not everyone will love what you do after all. And it's alright...
Everyone is entitled to their own opinions. So am I. I am entitled to my own opinions.
The fact is, in my life, my opinions matter the most. I write my own script.
So why let negative things in life bog me down? They don't matter if I don't believe in them.
I believe in creating art to make this world a better place. I believe I can be the best out there. I believe I was born to do this. I believe that opera is worth saving. I believe in making the best out of my talents.
What I believe matters the most.
The more I learn to do this, the bigger my world becomes. I know so little. Ironically, I find that comforting. It is good to learn that you will never stop learning.
There is no limit to life.
Saturday, July 30, 2011
It's Over
I'm so sad that it's over.
Opera Workshop. I was having such a blast.
Kind of reminds me of how it feels like at the end of vacations.
It was so nice to find myself in my music during those workshop weeks.
I looked forward to Tuesday and Thursday every week.
We were having so much fun we didn't want it to end.
And now, it's all over. I don't know what to do with my Tuesday and Thursday evenings.
Well, I do but it's no fun.
Work. Work. Work.
Endless work. When can I begin to have a fun singing career?
Opera Workshop. I was having such a blast.
Kind of reminds me of how it feels like at the end of vacations.
It was so nice to find myself in my music during those workshop weeks.
I looked forward to Tuesday and Thursday every week.
We were having so much fun we didn't want it to end.
And now, it's all over. I don't know what to do with my Tuesday and Thursday evenings.
Well, I do but it's no fun.
Work. Work. Work.
Endless work. When can I begin to have a fun singing career?
Thursday, July 28, 2011
Opera Workshop Final Night
Time: 6:30PM-8:30PM
Date: 7/28/2011
Location: 711 West Lake Street, Suite 214, Minneapolis
Short notice but please do come!
You will hear and see great work in progress at 711 tonight!
Date: 7/28/2011
Location: 711 West Lake Street, Suite 214, Minneapolis
Short notice but please do come!
You will hear and see great work in progress at 711 tonight!
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Choirs Gone Wrong
Nothing I hate more than listening to adult choirs singing like the Vienna Boys Choir.
Nothing I despise more than choir directors forcing their choirs to sing without vibrato.
It just doesn't work.
No vibrato=
No passion
Not genuine
Not natural
Painful to sing
Painful to hear
Unfortunately, 99% of our adult choirs these days are expected to sing like innocent lil' angels that have yet gone through puberty.
Our world is in denial of what is natural.
On the side note, there's a fruit fly buzzing around me and I just can't catch that lil' pest!
Annoyed.
Nothing I despise more than choir directors forcing their choirs to sing without vibrato.
It just doesn't work.
No vibrato=
No passion
Not genuine
Not natural
Painful to sing
Painful to hear
Unfortunately, 99% of our adult choirs these days are expected to sing like innocent lil' angels that have yet gone through puberty.
Our world is in denial of what is natural.
On the side note, there's a fruit fly buzzing around me and I just can't catch that lil' pest!
Annoyed.
Sunday, July 24, 2011
Never Fold Too Soon
Audition later this afternoon.
My mantra today is "Do not fold too soon". Whatever happens, sing joyfully. Don't judge the situation till it happens. Nothing worse than worrying over milk that has not been spilled.
New background. Like it?
I was getting bored with the previous template, so I decided to try something new.
My mantra today is "Do not fold too soon". Whatever happens, sing joyfully. Don't judge the situation till it happens. Nothing worse than worrying over milk that has not been spilled.
New background. Like it?
I was getting bored with the previous template, so I decided to try something new.
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