Coro Manos Blancas
"Where the heart is inclined, the foot will follow."
A donde el corazón se inclina, el pie camina.
Tuesday, April 9, 2013
Monday, April 8, 2013
Changing Seats; Perspective and Humility
Changing Seats;
Perspective and Humility
“Student
ticket for one please,” I asked.
“Well you are in luck, we just received a complimentary ticket
that you may have for free!” said the ticket saleswoman. Shocked I said thank you and quickly
made my way to the hall. Every
usher I passed kept pointing ahead until I realized I was in the very last row
of the balcony, also known as the nosebleed section. I have to admit working for a symphony I got spoiled with
grand tier seats every performance.
In fact, the last time I recall being in the nosebleed section was for a
Dave Matthews concert- quite a different atmosphere.
As
the lights dimmed, I ended my private conversation and got in “concert mode”-
you know, not talking and sitting still.
However, I noticed I seemed to be the only one on autopilot. Amongst me the chatter persisted with anticipation
and excitement. The music began
yet the hushed conversations continued…for the whole concert! At times, there were even children and
young adults (!) conducting or playing drums along with the orchestra. I was stunned. Surrounding me were ticket goers
who didn’t subscribe to the symphony and yet they were engaged. For myself, I had a much more enjoyable
experience being surrounded by people who were excited to be at the symphony simply
because of the music. I didn’t
feel stifled by the typical museum culture of a classical concert and instead
became enlivened. As I drove home
and reflected upon my experience, I began to ask myself how? I confess that I
used to be bothered by clapping and talking between movements or before the
conductor dropped his hands, so how had my perspective changed? How was this
experience so different?
Simple-Venezuela. My time there surrounded by humble
musicians only broadened my perception of a musical performance. Clapping is encouragement, joy, and
pride so why wouldn’t we clap after a thrilling movement? Musical experiences are different for
everyone, so let’s encourage the difference not only in the orchestra but also
in the audience. If we want to
break this third wall then we have to be willing to see what’s on the other
side. We have to be humble because
with humility comes the chance to see and experience something new.
While
in Venezuela, my perspective of what a musical experience should be
changed. For the first time, I saw
musicians of all different ages and abilities see each other as friends and
support one another through the act of music making. My experience sitting in the balcony parallels this same notion
of support. Although it may be
atypical of correct symphony etiquette the excitement is not to be
ignored. We can all learn from one
another and everyone has something great to offer. If we want to engage a wider musical audience then we have
to humble and listen. After all, life
itself is just a lesson in humility.
Thursday, March 21, 2013
Sunday, March 17, 2013
Braille
My week with Braille
Normally if someone were to ask me “What’s the hardest thing
you’ve ever done?” I’d probably say learning a language, completing a
triathlon, or performing difficult repertoire. Now I have a new one to add to the list, Braille. This past week, I spent my mornings in
Barquisimeto learning how to read and write Braille, the alphabet, numbers, and
musical notation. My most
successful sentence thus far was THIS IS HARD.
Some of my Braille work |
It
was a pattern that I began to see every day in the núcelo. Students writing musical compositions
in one night, learning Mahler 1, first movement in a day, and being proficient
at least three instruments. It’s
inspiring. As I continue my
Braille studies back in the United States, I’m going to think of my mentors
here in Venezuela. Because they
showed me that limitation truly only exist in our minds and once we let go of
doubt, we truly find our capability.
Yet also for reminding me that this is truly on the beginning.
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
Bring on the Tears
Bring on the tears…
Normally I try to hold back the
tears in a work environment, but this week has brought out a different side of
me. Every day, I’ve cried. Not a weepy cry but more glistening
tears of pure joy and amazement.
This week, I’m spending all of my time in Barquisimeto in the special
education program. As many of you
know, this is my huge interest in the field of El Sistema and what I hope to
bring back to the United States.
So
far, I’ve taken a class in sign language and musical Braille, observed a
percussion ensemble for children with Down Syndrome, participated in rhythm
band; which includes a large percentage of students with special needs, listened
to a choir, and that’s just in about two afternoons. Needless to say, this place is brimming with excitement and
activity. Barquisimeto is actually
the central hub for special education in music in all of Venezuela. It offers many workshops in teacher
training, education, and about 10 or more ensembles in which students can
participate. It’s limitless. There’s no such thing as a disability
or a handicap but rather everyone has a different entry point. It’s amazing to see how a student who
is blind directs a choir of forty from behind his accompanist chair or how a
child with a severe cognitive disability is playing Chopin beautifully. The percussion ensemble and rhythm band
were probably two of the most musical ensembles I’ve seen in El Sistema. Resilience and tenacity shine in every
child and I was just overcome by the passion, emotion, and energy of the room.
For me, that meant tears. As I
told this to my close friend, Bekah, she replied, “Well see then you were meant
for this!” And I believe she’s exactly right. Often when we feel emotionally vulnerable usually that’s
when everything falls into place.
So keep bringing on the tears!
Thursday, March 7, 2013
The Road to Self-Discovery
The
Road to Self-Discovery
Every
child enrolled in El Sistema receives a medallion imprinted with the motto tocar y luchar- to play and to
fight. A concise yet powerful
message, this tangible pendant gives a child a dream he/she can physically hold
and carry. As I talked with my
roommate, friend and colleague Andrea Landin, she reminded me that sometimes we
see the beauty of El Sistema for its intangible items (social change, musical
excellence, collective efficacy, etc…) but often a child is just looking for
something physical to hold. There’s
power in the physicality. It’s not
something that you feel but it’s something you can touch, hold, and carry and
with that comes sentimental attachment.
Paralleling with this idea is the notion of singing versus playing an
instrument. So many students I’ve
met enrolled in the choirs are almost always instrumentalists. Recently El Sistema even changed its
name to the National System of Youth and Children’s Orchestras and Choirs of
Venezuela “for the purpose of systematizing music education and promoting
the collective practice of music through symphony
orchestras and chorus as a means of social organization and
communitarian development (FESNOJIV website).”
Monique and I with students in a núcleo outside Barquisimeto (Diana is center) |
The
notion of being an instrumentalist and a singer is something I’ve thought about
a lot here in Venezuela.
Truthfully, it’s something I envy.
These kids have the opportunity to partake in both and gain different
lenses in terms of not only the music but themselves. As an instrumentalist, there’s an
attachment to a physical thing, your instrument. Your self-awareness stems from how you react to not only
yourself but an object. In
return, you’re responsible for yourself and something else. Singing is very different. It’s completely done in the body. You, nothing else, develop the sound,
intonation, character, etc… So how
amazing is it that the kids of El Sistema have the capability to bridge the two
every day? By being in choir, you gain
the opportunity of self-discovery and awareness so that when you get to
orchestra you can apply that to your interaction with your instrument. That’s not to say that orchestra
doesn’t create self-awareness, quite the contrary, but it’s a different
modality and approach. These
students are always gathering different tools to make themselves not only
better musicians but also citizens.
Goofing around: we loved each other's sunglasses so much we traded! |
As
I’ve watched the choirs and orchestras, I am still stunned by the level of
commitment and passion. The notes
might not always be there but everyone sings and plays with such fervor and
enthusiasm. It can make even the
toughest person tear up. Here in
Barquisimeto, hometown of Gustavo Dudamel, I had the opportunity to talk with a
violin student, Diana. When I
asked her why do you come to the nucleo she said, “ Simple- it’s where I get to
become a musician”. I thought about that response for a while, unsure if I was
satisfied with her answer. Then I
began to dig deeper with her discovering that to her music wasn’t about
proficiency on the violin or learning a choral piece but it was about becoming
part of a family. She said,
“Sometimes I need my alone time, so I play my violin. Sometimes I want to make music with others, so we
sing.” For Diana and many other
kids in El Sistema, I’ve found that through music they are beginning the journey of
true self-discovery and that through the help of others they are beginning to
find themselves.
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