Description
As a teenager, I studied violin privately for about a year. Despite my best efforts, I never truly learned to play--couldn't even manage a simple melody. Yet the raw, untamed sounds of the violin--the fleeting, wild noises it could produce--captivated me. Even now, though I still can't play a tune, I remain enchanted by its voice: the subtle, mournful cries and the bright, shimmering whispers. String instruments have long been my silent idols, their voices resonating with a deep, almost mystical beauty. Since I began composing, I've been drawn again and again to their warmth, vibrancy, and the intensity of their impassioned screams. Over the years, I've written many works for strings--each one an attempt to enter, and perhaps never fully master, their enig-matic world. String Works gathers pieces I've written for strings across the past decade. Creating them has been my joy, my privilege, and my constant fascination: an unfolding journey into a sound-world as elusive, strange, and beautiful as the strings themselves.