I know it's meant to be a Creativity Weekend Day today. But, instead of the usual art and craft that I share, I thought I'll talk about another creative thing that I used to do. Something that I have started to revisit and to re-discover.
Yes, the piano. You see, I used to play the piano. I started taking private piano lessons when I was about 10 years old. And, if memory serves me right, I continued learning the piano formally until I was about 16. After highschool, I just tinkered with it. But, the tinkering became virtually non-existent when I became an adult.
Sure, I still know how to read notes and play basic tunes. But, I'm totally out of practice. I can't even play the music that I used to be able to play by heart. That's because I haven't touched a keyboard in years.
So far, so good. I mean, my husband and I actually wondered how he'd take to it, seeing as he's a very active boy. But, without any prompting from his piano teacher, we received a glowing report about his progress, even just after a couple of lessons. She seems very impressed by his attention span, enthusiasm, and how well he remembers the notes and his lessons. Lots of other flattering compliments - but will spare you the details. 😉
In any case, both husband and I are glowing with pride. Tough not to be. 😀
But, like any kid, he doesn't really enjoy practicing the basic stuff that he learns during his private classes. He will only practice his Do-Re-Mis when I actually sit down with him and help him out. That's why I end up practicing the piano myself. Not a lot, but still more than I ever have done in years.
And, part of the creative challenge? How to get him to practice the basics - without getting him impatient and bored within 5 minutes. Well, I'm still having to figure all that out. Heh.