Much more than an instrument this piece of wood is… It is art… Art that plays the music of my soul, the music that i feel every time i play… There is nothing else like the intrensic beauty of the sound which soothes my soul…
This is why I believe… every time I hear myself, see my fingers striking like lighting upon the strings, I know that this is no coincidence… I was destined to play, chosen to carry on the gift of music that is given to only a select few…
It is always there to sing the song of my heart, whether it be love, hatred, anger, or sadness… It is to me as a sword is to its master, and nothing else can take its place… It is what defines me and shows people who I am…
Without my violin, I am nothing…