I Can Only Think Of Music As

Music Lives And Breathes To Tell Us Who We Are And What We Face. It Is A Path Between Ourselves And The Infinite.

The Art Of Creation Lies In The Gift Of Perceiving The Particular And Generalizing It, Thus Creating The Particular Again. It Is Therefore A Powerful Transforming Force And A Generator Of Creative Solutions In Relation To A Given Problem. It Is The Currency Of Human Exchanges, Which Enables The Sharing Of States Of The Soul And Conscience, And The Discovery Of New Fields Of Experience.

A Dream Is Unrehearsed.

The Violinist Must Possess The Poets Gift Of Piercing The Protective Hide Which Grows On Propagandists, Stockbrokers And Slave Traders, To Penetrate The Deeper Truth Which Lies Within.

To Play Great Music, You Must Keep Your Eyes On A Distant Star.