Went to the symphony. The Western Australian Symphony Orchestra (WASO) is having their "Masters" season. Tonight, the guest conductor was from Russia. I can't remember his name because I forgot to take the booklet back. It wasn't the programme though. That cost $7 and I refuse to pay $7 for a programme. The concertmaster was really good though. He's only 24 - one of the youngest in the orchestra but oh-so-good with the violin. There were times he pulled a note so high yet so gently and softly that the complete silence after that gave me a rush of adrenalin. Needless to say, everyone else was just holding their breath. You could feel the lack of exhalation in the concert hall. Amazing. I wish I could play the violin. Or the cello. I will pick up a string instrument one day and yes, you know I'm not talking about the guitar.
Anyway, it's the Murdoch week break now. I still haven't settled my units yet. I've sent out 3 letters to 3 different ad agencies here asking for a work placement. However, I still haven't found a supervisor for my ISC. That's really not a good thing but we'll see how it goes.
For the moment, I'm missing the rush I used to get from stepping onto stage for a performance. The straight shoulders; the walk, the clicking of heels across wood-panelled floor; the turn of the head; the smile (I used to smile till my cheeks hurt), all done with poise and pride, knowing you had respect for your craft; for the many, many, many hours spent perfecting it, knowing you can never give a "best" performance. Truly phenomenal.
I'm a little light-headed now. I think I shall whisk myself off to a deep slumber.