Apart from being pride month*, the month of June was dedicated to July. Of course, the time we invest in practicing and working is always an long-term investment and influences our future outputs. But July needed a month of preparation, to learn all the music that I was to be playing.
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born of dust and remembering
I now find myself past the midway mark of my time at The Studio…
reflections through the curtain of haze; England emerges into salience
The first leg of my journey is done. This morning I arrived at Kuala Lumpur airport looking quite large with clothing– not ideal for this 26 degree, 6 am weather. Of course, I am preparing myself for a chilly London evening (always in relativity to Brisbane weather). As I was sitting here writing this, waitingContinue reading “reflections through the curtain of haze; England emerges into salience”