Wednesday, March 19, 2014

A Schumann morning

Enjoying Schumann's Piano Sonata No. 1 Opus 11 this morning.

There is something so remarkable in the fact that a single pianist, at one sitting, can create a temporary universe, wrap you in a cloak of invisibility, and lead you down misty alley-ways, until you find yourself blinking, absent-mindedly, at an unfamiliar bus-stop, wondering how you arrived there.

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