Yesterday, the folks in the building in which Susie and I live had a Christmas party and dinner. Although I can scarcely play anymore, I took out my beautiful viola and played a few Christmas carols for the party. I have very fond memories of my viola playing days, about which I have written in past years on this blog.
I just learned that the man who made my viola, luthier
Marten Cornelissen, died six days ago at the age of 85. He lived in
Northampton, Massachusetts and I visited him once after I had bought the viola
that he made. I told him how much I loved it and observed that the A on the G
string had a particularly resonant sound. He nodded and said that he had
noticed that when he made the viola. My bow was made by Benoit Roland, whose
shop is in Boston and is a quite famous bow maker (or archetier, as the French
say). At one point in his career he was awarded a MacArthur genius grant.
The viola and bow were of course much too good for me. When
I brought it to show to my teacher, a professional violist, she tried it out a
bit and then said “Well, now you have no excuses.”
It has been 13 ½ years since I played the viola regularly.
The eight years that I studied the viola and played regularly in an amateur
string quartet – 2000 to 2008, roughly speaking – were a wonderful interlude. I
had studied the violin as a boy and actually was the concertmaster of my high
school orchestra, although that is more a comment on how bad the orchestra was
than on my playing. But then, with only a few brief intervals, I put my violin
away for half a century. When I returned
to musicmaking, I took up the viola because although there are usually quite
enough violinists around the violists are scarce. When I listen to a Mozart or Beethoven quartet now, I recall having played it but cannot imagine how I did.
To check my memory, I look at my music, which sits on my bookshelves, and there
sure enough are all the markings and fingerings that indicate that I really did
once play the quartet.
3 comments:
I had no idea how expansive a bow for a stringed instrument could be until we went with my daughter and her high school orchestra to a music symposium at Columbia College, in Chicago. My daughter played violin, and one of the instructors at the music school was giving demonstration of proper violin bowing technique. As he was stroking his violin, the bow hit the wall nearby and broke. The instructor looked stunned, and then announced to the audience that he had just broken a $30,000 bow, which he had borrowed. Ugh.
Dr. Wolff, I think there are many people who would like to see you play the viola and to give a lecture about your viola on YouTube.
One of the things (few things? I don't know) that make me feel good about humans is the existence of expert bow makers.
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