It’s been such a long time since I’ve posted anything here – I thought it would be good to add a bit of an epilogue. I say that because one chapter of the cello story is closed for me, and I don’t expect to write here other than responding to comments. I really do enjoy the comments – it’s great to hear that I’ve encouraged someone else a bit.
The chapter that appears to be closed is the engineering chapter. Since I settled on a nice set of strings for the little cello, I haven’t done any more tinkering. I’m not reading much about cellos and violins, and I’m not reading music, either. I have no ambitions to greatness. The work required for that is beyond my motivation!
What I do is play the little cello a bit almost every day, and I am very thankful for that pleasure. I don’t practice the cello, because I’m not preparing for anything bigger. My short, daily session is the main event.
I wander between tunes that I’ve learned already, tunes that I’ve heard and want to try, and improvisation. The latter is the most fun. I can handle the bow well enough now that it nearly always sounds lovely to me, even if I can’t play anything very difficult. I’m an adagio specialist!
I keep the cello out on a small table in the corner of the dining room. It’s easy to pick it up and play for a few minutes and be done. There’s no effort to get ready. I don’t have to tune it very often. I don’t have to rosin the bow very often. Hey – I usually don’t even tighten the bow hair!
I suppose it’s about like grabbing a cookie from the cookie jar. Just a quick comfort, and one I look forward to every day. Whatever cello playing is for you, make sure it’s what you want it to be. Don’t do it to satisfy someone else’s expectations, and it can be a great joy!