Working on my recital for my master’s degree in composition, there is a ton to catch up. Even though I still struggle with ongoing symptomatic COVID-19 and use every minute of my healthier time with work, it always feels a bit like failing. It might also be an artist thing, a thing within the nature of the job description: many parallel projects with deadlines and constant economic uncertainty of the future, whilst using self criticism as an agent to approximate progressively the own pieces to the actual aesthetics and imagination (or sometimes approximate progressively the own imagination).

The wonderful singer and friend Carla Genchi came for our first recording session: collecting material for my chamber opera. We even had time to spend with all the other instrumentatlists/participants of this project, which has been a great pleasure. 

I was hoping I would have been relearning the Russian language faster, so I could have used more of it now for my opera, but unfortunately it takes more time than I expected. Even more gratefully, I found a fascinating Russian-Hungarian lyricist for making excerpts of it into my libretto. 

Getting the exciting chance to write more within my new and upcoming pieces, I am missing the space I took for writing more poetry. It is something people often motivate me to go on with. But for that I would need more space and less compositions, at the moment an unimaginable scenario. But I get back to it, promise!