I just returned from a quick trip to my old haunts, Ithaca (Sunset Park)
and Rochester (Lake Ontario/Durand Eastman Park)
.
It was nice to go home, to see from whence I came. It gave a new perspective and interest in my work. We need to balance past present and future, and I often focus too much on the future.
Last night I put together this short snippet of Debussy’s “Footprints in the Snow.” I will do more this week with Shostakovich Preludes. I am also planning an improvisation to go with a psychological piece about memory, reality, and time.
