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String Quartet
2024
Cello
Viola
Violin
- Program Notes
- Dear Grandma, When I was young we used to sit and watch the sky. You used to point at every cloud, calling out animals, shapes, and anything else you could think of. Your imagination was endless, and you were one of the few people who could keep up with the ever-running minds of my brother and I. We got to know you through the clouds, and no visit from you was complete without a look up at the sky. You no longer watch the clouds. As your memory continues to fade, so do the clouds. I wonder if you still remember the time we spent cloud gazing, or if it is one of the many life experiences that have slipped from your mind. How long until I slip from your mind, a memory you can no longer nd? Memory is a tricky thing. Life is a delicate balance of choosing what and what not to remember; what to hold on to and what to let go of. In your case, there came a time when you no longer could make this decision for yourself. If your mind was a ling cabinet, at one point someone took it and dumped the contents onto the ground. Now you can no longer sort through a jumble of memories that were once so organized and easy to nd. Aging is a natural process and something we all experience during our lifetime. However, it is hard watching the mind of someone fade far before their body starts to deteriorate. It is hard to watch someone lose the ability to understand and comprehend that which gives life joy and meaning. All this brings me back to the clouds. Wisps of air and water that, in the eyes of the right person, transform into something new. Your mind no longer allows you to see what you once could. The clouds are something you’ve lost. It all makes me wonder: how long until I too stop cloud gazing? Love, Gibson
- Recording Notes
- Recording by Emmanuel Berrido
- Performer Credits
- Mivos Quartet - (Olivia De Prato [Violin], Maya Bennardo [Violin], Victor Lowrie Tafoya [Viola], Nathan Watts [Cello]
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