I like to imagine that, when I experience the exhilaration of a raptus, as Beethoven used to say, and immerse myself in the infinite ocean of music, I’m truly stepping into another world — a world full of virtue, of high emotions, of harmony.
In that universe exquisite compositions exist, music infinitely more beautiful and perfect than could ever be imagined.
My first forays into the realm of music followed the impeccable works of Master Beethoven. Fortunately, the music of Mozart, Haydn, Schubert, Brahms, and other faithful servants of Apollo and his Muses was never lacking in my parents’ home. Thus, influenced by these invisible yet ever-present tutors, I took my first musical steps.
At home we had an upright piano that my great-grandfather had given my mother when she was but a girl. Before this piano I spent innumerable hours completely absorbed in the world of music, improvising melodies on notes that sprang, spontaneous, from the ether. Thus, around my fifteenth autumn, my first work was gestated: a piano sonata, which years later forms part of my first album: An Everlasting Dawn.
Moved by love for music, may we find happiness there where Beauty and Harmony intertwine their threads in the tapestry of existence.
I deeply yearn for the marvelous loom where Music weaves its symphony of hope to shelter all our hearts. Moved by love for the Muse, may we find happiness there where Beauty and Harmony intertwine their threads in the tapestry of existence.