THis entry was prompted by a posting from Patricia-Anne.
I just wanted to share this little anecdote with both her and the community in general, many of whom, including myself, have the same feelings about their work from time to time, and so show them in general and Patricia-Anne in particular, that she is certainly NOT alone in feeling like this, at least sometimes.
So this is what happened yesterday:
As some of you may know, I play fiddle. I taught myself and never had a lesson from anyone. I make a reasonable sound, despite the fact that I do it all wrong. Most of the time, I’m reasonably happy with the way I play, but sometimes, my skill, or more importantly, lack of, is brought into sharp focus, making me re-examine my fiddle playing ability. Last night was one such occasion. I