Wrestling

This is one of those times in my life where I am reminded of my humanity. I am, at my core, a sensitive artist. Which is, of course, how artists need to be. We need to sense and imagine before we can conquer the task of painting the victorious coronation of passionate optimism.

After a month of being sick and a half month of being depressed, I awoke to nightmares. Once I shook off the imagined terror, it was replaced with Wagner’s overture to Tannhauser, a piece I performed in Bulgaria. New resolve for a new day.

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About Shelly Crouse-Monarez

Violin Performer and Mentor
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