by Anne Akiko Meyers
Last March, I lost my beloved grandmother…. as I was incredibly pregnant with my second daughter, there was no way I could get on a plane to go to her funeral in Japan. It really hurt me deeply knowing that I could not see her face, kiss her cheek and hold her hand one last time. I was waiting to give birth to my beautiful, healthy 7 pound butterball named Hanako-chan (flower girl).
As I practice Vivaldi these days, I think of this and how Vivaldi died the very year that Guarneri del Gesu made one of his finest violins ever, the Vieuxtemps GDG, that I currently play on. It seems when a soul passes, a new one emerges and takes flight. Practicing the Vivaldi, I cannot believe the amount of joy, happiness and poetry that’s in the music. And likewise, I cannot believe the beauty of the Guarneri. What must have gone through that genius’ mind when he was creating it and what was in the genius soul of Vivaldi, the day he was put to rest…..