For my performance at Carnegie Hall, I wanted to infuse my music with the same emotion I experienced at home.
Reflections Nancy M. Williams
Three weeks into Lent, I saw her slumped on a side staircase at Penn Station, her face set with weariness although she was fast asleep.
When I enrolled in adult piano lessons in my early forties, after a twenty-five year hiatus, my piano teacher, Stephen, pointed out that I held my shoulders scrunched up towards my neck.
Classical piano music may be found even in Yosemite.