More than that, though, loosing my violin is losing a loved one. I've spent more time with this violin that most of the people I know. Violins have souls, and this one really matched me well. Such a dark, luscious, gritty yet warm tone. I played a few newer violins and even some hundred year old ones in the shop - had to play something to get the emotion out and go figure my violin wasn't an option - and nothing sounded right. I messed around on four different instruments, asking for a darker one every time. Too bright and cheery. That sinking sensation that someone you love is gone. The emotion.... I can't really describe it. My violin released my darker emotions, knew all my despair from the past ten years and could understand my sadness, longing, anger... better than any person. The anguish of Sul G, the despair of double stops, the sensuality of full vibrato, the falling feeling from a quick run down a harmonic minor scale. Much of me wants to fix it even if it can't be guaranteed to stay healthy afterwards. But this weather will continue to destroy it.
Of course the longest post thus far concerns something sad. Let's turn to happier things. When I am sad and alone (no friends, really, thus far), I eat and shop. ^^. I found some lovely cute things and a wallet, finally!
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