Drugged

jon laa wrote on May 9th, 2009, 5:55 pm

Feeling terribly tired, like drugged. Like I ain’t functional.

Don’t think I am going to sing today, feeling uneasy.

But violin practice was good, as if something clicked and I could play at the initially impossible tempi. Probably aiming to play crotchet to 100, full bow. If possible, 120. I guess it is something to work towards. Did crotchet to 60, which is manageable. Probably can go faster but was too tired to do exploration. Didn’t play at fast tempo with full bows before, as far back as memory goes, and crotchet to 50 was actually quite messy a few days back. Glad something is working out.

Pitch is good, better. No scales yet, but lots of schradieck and fingering drills. They are working out, putting pitch into place. It somewhat helps to play at both impossibly slow and fast tempi. One works on the accuracy of pitches and later stops me from crushing my notes, if you get me.

Going back to redo the sight reading book once again. I may take out the book I use for sight singing to sight read. Maybe the hymnal too, anything goes I suppose. But whatever it is, I need to get the nits and grits of the grade one thing fixed first.

Probably extracting schradieck out for some fourth finger drills. Then some self-designed fingering drills. to work on my Bb major.

Forward, forward. Progress.

One egg, one embryo, one adult-normality. But a bokanovskified egg will bud, will proliferate, will divide. From eight to ninety-six buds, and every bud will grow into a perfectly formed embryo, and every embryo into a full-sized adult. Making ninety-six human beings grow where only one grew before. Progress.