Friday, August 23, 2013
Thursday, August 22, 2013
This evening, I spent some time in the Fine Arts building of the university by which I live. I found a practice room and played the piano for a little over an hour. I find that I'm pretty out of practice lately, just because I don't have a piano in my apartment, let alone in my apartment complex, so opportunities to play are few and far between. I think it's one of those skills that is like riding a bike--you can remember how it's done, but you have to put in the time to get back to the skill level you were before. But when I was playing tonight, it didn't feel that difficult. After an hour, I realized I was playing well and it wasn't too labored. Playing felt comfortable, which is how it should be.