“I have never worked harder in my life.” -Alban Berg, about composing his Violin Concerto Berg worked at a furious pace in composing his Violin Concerto, and the entire piece was finished in just a few months. He drove himself to keep working, ignoring his own health, his own pains, and at times even ignoring... Continue Reading →
To the Memory of an Angel, Part I
The so-called “Second Viennese School” of Austrian composers consists of Arnold Schoenberg and his two students, Anton Webern, and Alban Berg. There is part of me that very much identifies with the music of Webern, and another part that finds a kindred soul in the music of Berg. I vacillate between the two, at times... Continue Reading →
Mirror, Mirror On The Wall
This is a picture of my 11 month old grandson, who is learning to stand and walk on his own. Here he has discovered his mother’s full length mirror, and like most toddlers his age is testing to see if it is food by putting it in his mouth. Mirror images and symmetry are fascinating... Continue Reading →