Last Day of Year 3 (and my BIRTHDAY!!)

I am reminded that I bought my digital piano three years ago as a birthday present to myself. (It arrived a day late). Yesterday, on the penultimate day of year 3, I found I had attained a solid level of competency in playing Maykapar's At the Skating Rink and Karnov's Dance of the Elves. I was also beginning to speed up Burgmuller's The Storm (though I haven't finished memorising the entire thing yet). I kind of fell off practising a bit in the past two weeks because of moving--which included packing and shipping the piano overseas. So that's understandable. But I'm now back into the swing of things. 

I also noticed that my reading has improved. I am still no longer illiterate. I have yet further to go, but this is heartening and a good place to be at my current RCM-8 level. 

Still Going

I never stopped.

I'm working consistently on Maykapar's Toccatina, Karganov's Dance of the Elves, Maykapar's At the Skating Rink, and Burgmuller's The Storm right now. They're coming along well so that it actually feels like I'm working at the right level--which is a good thing. I'm also continuing my sight reading work, though I often supplement or replace some of the lower-level sight reading with reading I necessarily do while learning new pieces. Relatedly, I've also been trying to "re-learn" Chopin's Prelude in E Minor and so have been mixing sight reading with that task. I'm also still practising his Waltz in A-flat. But... I've also abandoned some pieces.

Texts I've fallen off learning/practising:

• Bach's Prelude in C Major
• Kabalevsky's Etude 
• Grieg's Little Bird
• Left-Hand Etude (though I'm advancing toward it in the RCM text)
• Schubert's Scherzo in B-flat
• Beethoven's Sonata in F-minor

Nevertheless, I'm still looking to resume the John Thompson Grade 5 book--that's what practising Bach's Prelude in C Major and Schubert's Scherzo in B-flat was all about. Maybe I should just move on to the Cui (Orientale) and call it progress, because I find that I'm learning The Storm with speed and alacrity, and this sloth in learning the other two might just mean I'm not all that interested. Sigh... I want diligence! Not this wishy-washy behaviour.

I also think I need a new technical regimen. The current one feels tired and old; it needs rejuvenation. I need to practise the black-key minors in contrary motion. I've learned C#, but I'm just intimidated by trying the other four. One of the problems with starting contrary motion is that it tends to undermine the level of confidence I've usually just achieved in having "mastered" the parallel motion. Suddenly I become clumsy again, and the whole thing just gets disheartening. It makes me feel like I've regressed--though that could never be farther from the truth. 

Sigh again...

Despite all this sighing, I know I'm getting better every day. I really feel like soon I'll be ready for RCM level 9--not exam level, but to tackle the work that will eventually get me to exam level. I am forever in awe of this gradual path that has the ability to take me from my current level of mere competency to one of advanced pianism. It's unbelievable sometimes, but I just have to remember to trust the process. It worked for many others, and it'll work for me too because I'm not special.

Dare I Say...?

Dare I hope I have attained a new level of facility? I noticed a greater ease playing that C# minor nocturne run passage last night, and that without much warm up. All I did beforehand was play through L'Adieu with a few repeats of trouble passages. There's still roughness in the run though. It's not fluid, as I would like, but even this ability to play it without missing the C# keys after every other octave is an achievement. I fully expect to go back to playing it today and have my hopes dashed with a few wayward notes. Errors one thought previously fixed always crop up to throw you. I won't be daunted. I'm still struggling with stuff like that in Kabalevsky's Etude in D--the fiendish one with all the arpeggios. And I'm still maintaining my poise and actively defending against despair where that etude's concerned. Arpeggios are my nemesis. I think it's time to reverse the direction: practise them with a vengeance and become their nemesis!

I realised a couple days ago that no matter how much I think my hands have become looser since September (2016) or so, I still have a far way to go. I also understand that I have no idea what looser will look like until it actually occurs. My left hand is improving. I've returned to practising Bach's Prelude in C with just the left hand. It's working out well, I think. A little awkward because much of it is played on the right side of the keyboard, but still doable. It's a beautiful song, and I should learn it. 

I also found out my sight-reading is about at RCM Level 3, which is not where it should be, but it's definitely a whole lot better than it was. At least now I'm on the grid--the ladder--though perhaps a couple rungs lower than I should be. Technically I should be reading at RCM Level 5 if I'm truly considering myself a level 8 player. But I figure that will come with continued practice, which I will certainly do! Especially now that I realise I'm not illiterate anymore.

Laters...

On Having Attained the 2.5-yr Mark

So I admit to being 3 weeks late on this, but this is still close enough. 

I've been doing this non-stop for two and a half years. It seems unreal. Almost as though no time has passed since then, though I remember lots of days of sitting at the piano.

What can I do now that I couldn't do before? Today I noticed a... gap?... in my scales. I was playing at a certain pace, and literally felt a lot of slack in the technique that marked the capacity to speed up and still maintain the integrity of the scales. Now, I've been practising scales and arpeggios religiously since September 2015--so about a year and 8 months--without really seeing much of a difference beyond simply learning more of them (with a million more to go!) and playing them a bit more fluidly. So I think what happened (finally!) is the kind of thing orthodontists see all the time. The braces have done their disciplinary work, but now, in order to continue that work, they must be tightened. I tightened my C minor (harmonic), D major, and D minor (harmonic) scales today. Yay!

And the discipline continues...

Otherwise, I'm still sorta working on Kabalevsky's Etude in D. It's still hard, but I have to believe it's getting there even though I trip over the same technical bits every single time. And I've learned (though not quite polished) Karganov's Dance of the Elves. It is very fun to play and I like it very much. I even started playing it at a higher speed today and it wasn't so bad at all. I've also begun learning Little Bird by Edvard Grieg. It requires a lot of left-hand work, which I appreciate very much. And it has been giving me a good work out. I recall that last week it was nearly impossible to play those trill-ish 32nd notes (which I played as though they were 16ths to begin). Now I can actually play them right at least 80% of the time--maybe more. I recall yesterday while playing them marvelling that they could have been so difficult before. So I would have to say that's measurable progress, though my hands still feel far from capable. 

I also felt my ability to play that inverted E-major scale passage (extracted as a technical exercise from Chopin's Nocturne in C# minor) improve in the past couple days. I went from discouraged frozen-hands one day to noticeably-more-fluid loose hands the next. They weren't kidding about the darkest part of night being just before dawn, were they? 

(Also been having the flu for the past 5 days or so, and I neglected to practise for more than about 15 minutes yesterday because of the illness. I'm surprised I haven't missed more.)

There ought to be much more to say. It's been so long. I'd been planning on learning Bach's Prelude in C (from WTC) with just the left hand. It was coming along pretty well, too! But I haven't touched that in a couple weeks... not since Orlando and Disney World.

I'm still doing the daily sight reading. Right now I'm reading some late-beginner Christmas tunes, which is pretty fun since I (as the rest of the world) love Christmas songs. Yesterday when looking at the score to Liszt's Six Consolations while it played on YouTube, I found that the text didn't look quite so vertiginous and, in fact, seemed almost readable. So I'll just keep doing that and hope that eventually all the moving parts will coalesce. I'll do that with the rest of my piano regimen as well.

Just. Keep. Moving.

Same old...

Same old song. Literally. I'm still working on the first three etudes of Level 8 and L'Adieu. Sigh. I'm nearing the end of memorization for the Chopin though. And I'm liking the way I'm playing it, though of course there's always room for improvement. I've just in the past two days got to a point in the Kabalevsky D minor  Etude where that first third--which was the hardest part--is consistently better. Not perfect, but I'm not fumbling on the damn arpeggios quite so much.

I'd been lax in my practice of Haydn's Menuetto in the last couple weeks and noticed today upon my return to it that though the note playing deteriorated a bit (from forgetting, I suppose) and it wasn't as cantabile as I would like, I was playing most of the song without even looking at my hands... which is kinda weird because it isn't something I've aspired to do with a song I've memorized. But I just kept on not looking even when I told myself (it was okay) to look. I figure that's got to be a sign of ... something (positive, I hope). I also caught myself not looking at all at my fingers when doing the A-flat major scale (in contrary motion). Also a good sign, I hope... though I messed up a lot on the second octave--those end bits that join the first to the second octaves going outward. I was less shaky on the journey back to the middle.

Sigh. This is a long journey indeed, but I think I'm progressing and not stagnating--though it might feel that way being on the same three songs for three

months.

I can't go on. I'll go on.

I just wanted to use that Beckett quote from the novel I'm currently writing about. I don't actually feel discouraged in any way that I might be tempted not to go on. No way. I've gone too far--and seen to much progress!--to give up now. I feel kind of nondescript right now. I'm improving yes, but slowly. I had to get wrist bands and guards because my right wrist was hurting, but they helped a lot and now I feel none of the pain at all. I thought I'd hurt it somehow while playing piano, but I realized that wasn't the problem at all. It hurt because of the heavy water filter jug I lift daily while making coffee! So I started being a lot more careful with that.

Otherwise, I'm just working hard on the first three RCM Level 8 etudes and doing my new technical exercise regime--the one I mentioned 2 or 3 blogs ago. I feel like I make noticeable progress every day, but also that I'm still really far away from being able to play well and with confidence. So in that way, the title fits: my progress seems asymptotic. Except I'm nowhere near the tail of any kind of piano progress. I still have trouble with the Etude in D Minor, and at several of the same spots, but I find I am playing it consistently faster. So I think that's progress, though it doesn't really feel like it while I'm in the middle of it.

On Having Attained the 2.33-yr Mark

In the previous "On Having Attained" post (January 3, 2017) I listed the scales I'd learned and also those I'd as yet failed to learn. I've been working on the minor scales I'd been lacking. The new schedule has me practising B, C#, F#, G#. E-flat, and B-flat all in the harmonic minor mode. I've been doing all but B minor in parallel motion though, since I hadn't even learned those at all yet. Yesterday's B minor in contrary motion went pretty well. I was practising it aesthetically, trying to make it cantabile and remove all rigidity from the turns. It gave my left hand a tiny bit of a workout, though I recall getting up from the piano thinking my right hand was (as always) gaining technical ability faster than my left. The penultimate thing I played was Maykapar's Toccatina, and I was doing it veeery slowly. But with that piece being heavy on the right hand, the work out felt a bit lopsided when it ended. Haydn's Menuetto was last, and I could tell my left hand was a bit heavy (i.e. uncontrolled) in some of the sections. 

The day before that (Feb 2 - Groundhog Day!) I was practising the first part of Solfeggietto in the morning and it sounded so so harsh and uneven--much more so than previous practices--that I lamented my progress for the rest of the morning. But then when I returned to it in the evening, I was playing it better. It was the first thing I played when I returned to the piano, so I wasn't sure I could attribute the difference to having warmed up. I hadn't. Plus I had been a good deal warmer in the morning while playing it because I'd been playing for quite a while before I began Solfeggietto. So... piano progress is weird. 

Last night, almost immediately after lamenting my left hand's lack of suppleness, I started (absently at first) drumming my left hand fingers on the desk and suddenly noticed it was a good deal more supple than it's ever been. I recall having a similar surprise moment with my right hand several months ago and been reckoning ever since with my left hand's lagging behind the right in this respect. I never thought, however, that I'd see this improvement happening on precisely the same day I get up from the piano thinking, and actually saying aloud, "My left hand sucks!" It's early in the morning right now, so I don't know what today's practice will bring, but I do hope yesterday's final events augur well.

It's weird how it feels like no time has passed since I first began. But that actually helps me proceed--as always--as though it were the first day.  

Over and out.