Towering strong and tall, bow arching as it plunges itself forward in full flight, bearing gifts for all to enjoy. Rich timber, sweat and resin from ages past reach out to stir emotions buried deep in the cauldron of long forgotten memories. Misplaced faces and feelings come forth in an unexpected rush when the siren sounds reach your ear as you wait for that train, walk the streets that lead to that bar, or sit enraptured above waves of orchestral ecstasy.

There is peace here, peace from loneliness.

She evokes such deep pleasure in all around her, yet owns the power to rip it ruthlessly from your grasp. She is an assassin, lying in wait to kill with a final note. Stop! Listen to hear the faint heart beat reverberating through her strings, that pulse of pure pleasure and endless pain rolled into one. It will ‘RESONATE’ in the furthest depths of each of us. It will bring us to a time and place in which we can all find the truth in music, and it is there you will find me, violin in hand!