I wish I had started a daily journal on the first day that I decided to play the violin again.
I come from a family of artists. My mother and father met at the art students league in NYC. My father modeled there and for artists like S. Dali and L Neiman. He sang as well. My mother was an artist specializing in ink/quill. She also danced. We all painted together on sundays as a family. There grew my appreciation for the arts. I took a year of violin study in grade school. I dont remember why i did not continue but my love of the arts did and I grew to spend more time drawing and painting in high school. During that time I took up other instruments briefly. The guitar for one year and the clarinet for one year.
I married a musician, an R&B keyboard player. During that time and before, I had taken vocal coaching and sang often privately. I had become accustomed to being around instruments and one day in the spring of 2008, I walked into the guitar store and found my 1st violin. The guitar store typically sells guitars and keyboards and so I was very surprised to see this beautiful black electric violin sitting up in the middle of a wall of various types of guitars. It was on sale for $300. I decided that if I researched the violin worth and returned to the store to still find it there then it was meant to be. I did and it was and so my journey with the violin began.