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Dear Guests, Welcome to my blog which I treat like a creative garden where I regularly plant and change this and that be it poetry, philosophy, an Oboe Brilliance lesson, an essay of some kind, or a journal about composing. Visit every Monday for oboe coaching which is also helpful for many melodic instrumentalists. Musically yours, Kathryn
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"How do you compose?" That is the most commonly asked question I hear.
This blog is a window into my creative process and philosophies as a composer and instrumentalist. At times it may contain music, photos, and poetry as well. May you enjoy, return, and benefit!   My Archives  September 2010 August 2010 July 2010 June 2010 May 2010 April 2010 March 2010 February 2010 January 2010 December 2009 November 2009 October 2009 September 2009 August 2009 July 2009 June 2009
Sculpture for Soto
Waltz for Chad Brown Why keep composing? "portrait analogy cont." Summer 2009 concerto special inspiration The Drunken Bishop Shaghall Choices in composing Choices in life Standards May 2009 April 2009 March 2009 February 2009 |
Why does the flower keep blooming? Why does the dove fly? For some, as in my case, because it is my nature. I've been hearing music in my head for as long as I can remember. In fact, I distinctly remember being put down into my crib, and wishing that a certain wind up toy that played music wouldn't be wound up so I could keep hearing the music inside instead of that! - Even though I liked it - it wasn't as amazing!
I made the choice to learn the language of music in order to share the music inside of me so I wasn't the only one to enjoy it. At the age of three I knew beyond a doubt that the oboe was the instrument for me to "speak" in this language and playing it was essential to reading and writing the language. It's a work in progress of course. As I explained to my mother earlier this year after I completed my first original full orchestral work (as opposed to an orchestration project) that although I've been "drawing portraits" ie, composing for many years, finally I am at the point where when I "draw a portrait" it finally looks like what I see; ie the music I compose is finally sounding more like what I imagine from the inside. This is just the beginning even though this is a journey I've been on for many years. Only now do I feel like I can write what I wish! One reason why I take great care of my health is so I can live longer in order to write out what is inside of me bursting to come forth. Musically yours, Kathryn |
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