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adventures of a sound.traveller

a space where i hope to share with you the hopefully interesting projects im currently working on / have worked on, the soundscapes all around me that i am constantly discovering and re-discovering (oh, what joys!!!), any other random and delightfully weird thoughts regarding sounds, music and its friends. share with me yours too, please do!

goodbye 2018, hello 2019

Yun Qi Wong

2018. You went by in the blink of an eye, and yet, so much happened. Just goes to show once again how our perception of time is constantly changing - it seems to fly right by us in the heat of things, but in retrospect, a year can be unbelievably long and jam packed with events, making me wonder: did all that really take place in one single year?

last hikes of 2018 / the breathtaking landscape at the Zhuilu Old Trail in Hualien, Taiwan

last hikes of 2018 / the breathtaking landscape at the Zhuilu Old Trail in Hualien, Taiwan

A few days ago, I read about someone who did a list of More/Less - things she would like to do more, or less, in this coming year - as opposed to a list of resolutions. I decided to give it a go, so here’s mine, and here’s hoping I’ll be able to live up to this list a little!

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There have been many projects floating around in my mind for the past year/s, slowly taking shape, slowly germinating. I hope this is the year I will find the courage and that kick in the butt to bring these little babies into fruition - the beginning of each year always carries a tiny sparkle of magic and hope and raw energy. Perhaps edged with a tinge of desperation by time slipping through our fingers? Or perhaps the seed of excitement at the possibility of things and the unknown.

Let´s grasp this precious little time we are given and see where it brings us. In the meantime, fingers crossed I´ll be sharing more from these projects on this space over time!

Intangible

Yun Qi Wong

On my dark days where all i see around me is shadows and hope seems like a lifetime away, I doubt my every decision and every move. i question yet again the value of music as a career - am I contributing to society with this, am i making a difference to the lives of others, is this a superficial job?! (I know, shocking that I even entertain such thoughts…)

true, its nothing life-changing. Nor life-saving. and yet, when i truly think about it, it is. so very much.

my very first live-performance was probably when i was four years old. it was “Cats”, and i surprisingly remember the experience (contrary to “remembering” based on my mother´s recollections to me) of sitting in the Victoria Theater in Singapore, all in the dark, and the huge cat figures all around us, the sounds they made. I remember that fascination I had for this fantasy world we lived in, if only for an evening.

ten years ago I experienced my very first Jörg Mannes choreography. It was the production of “Lux” and it was mindblowing. I sat there transfixed, as the entire stage - covered in black sand and underlit with a fiery light - came alive through the dancers’ explosive movements. Tears welled up as my heart opened and a fury of emotions caught me unawares. The next day I bought my very own copy of the music from “Lux” - Giovanni Sollima’s album “We were Trees”. Ten years down the road, I still catch as many productions I can of Mannes' works, some many times over. It is one of my favourite things - the world halts to a standstill for the two hours as I lose myself in the achingly sublime coming together of music and movement, brimming with cheeky humour, grace, a kaleidoscope of emotions, and the wildest of imagination.

There is also the evening I spent in Tunbridge Wells with a dear friend, a glass of wine in hand, listening to her Spotify playlist. Neil Diamond’s “If You Go Away” came on and as he sang: But if you stay I'll make you a day / Like no day has been or will be again / We'll sail on the sun, we'll ride on the rain / We'll talk to the trees and worship the wind”, something about that potent mix of raw emotions in his voice and those words opened the floodgates in me and I grieved, for all the people I’ll never get to have another day with.

I could go on like this for days. There are so many more memories and experiences, like glittering jewels in the treasure chest of my heart that I just keep adding to and which make up the sum of my life. Like the first time I came across a huge Gerhard Richter painting in Köln and it sucked me right into its whirlpool. Like the first time I read the poetry of Alvin Pang and Agnes Chew, and teared right there in the bookstore because there was so much YES! in their writings, speaking right to me. Like the first times I heard Andreas Scholl, Patricia Kopatchinskaja or the Uptown Jazz Orchestra live in concert and my jaw ached afterwards from too much joy.

Art is everywhere ;) Here, on the streets in Vancouver

Art is everywhere ;) Here, on the streets in Vancouver

So yes, this is a gift. And YES, it is indeed, truly live changing.

The power and the magic of the Arts is something so intangible that we often undermine them. And yet without them our lives, our very being would be so much poorer. They are an outlet for our emotions, the happy ones, the dark ones, and all those in between and beyond; those we have kept pent up and repressed, of which we might or might not be aware of. The Arts provoke us, they comfort, embrace and ignite us.

They awaken our souls and make us alive, rather than just purely existing. If we let them.

on change

Yun Qi Wong

“Isn’t it funny how day by day nothing changes, but when you look back everything is different” - C.S. Lewis

hello world. its been a long long time. two years to be exact. 

so much has happened in these two years. but perhaps the most important lesson i have learnt is that change happens, all the time, and you can't fight it. Rather than fighting change, let's embrace it with open arms. 

because let's face it: every single day we wake up a new person. Our wants and needs and priorities will always be shifting each day. Our bodies are changing all the time. Our souls, our hearts and our grey matter - they too are constantly growing and shifting. And just like the earth and like how Mother Nature is constantly shifting and changing, we are too. that IS the natural way of life. 

I am taking baby steps each day to acknowledge that and to enjoy this beautiful phenomenon without placing any judgement. Something I have been fighting against so much. Pretty crazy when you think about it, to constantly be comparing our current self against all our older selves. To fight against what our entire being needs at every different moment of our lives.  

Its tough to let go and just BE. but i try. 

 

 

authenticity

Yun Qi Wong

I had the pleasure and honour of co-repetiting a clarinet masterclass of Johannes Peitz in June and one of the conversations that stuck with me was of being real as a musician. A while ago, I stumbled upon an article which reminded me of that, and had to share THIS

“It seems to me that being authentic is being brave enough or just candid enough to be honest about what you are experiencing or who you are, whether it is popular are not. A person gives a gift to other people when they say, ‘This is what happened to me or this is how I truly feel, no matter what the popular belief is about what I should feel.’ Whenever you are honest, you are speaking for a thousand silent people who don’t have the voice to say what they really feel or are really experiencing. So, if you ever talk about [the thing you went through], you will touch a million hearts. Because you are speaking for more than just yourself. You are never alone in what you are feeling. I love you.”

One of the things I enjoy most about being a musician is the entire process. The process of learning a work, taking it apart, getting to know it from the composer's perspective, getting to know it from our own perspectives, developing personal feelings for it, muddling and obsessing over it.

It is an intimate journey. One which takes a whole lot of time to grow and germinate. 

And then we go out there and share it with the world. That's the moment we try to be brave, to strip away our egos and bare ourselves to the world as we are:

This is me, just as I am. With all my strengths, my weaknesses, my heart, my soul. Thank you for sharing with me this music, these emotions, these experiences. 

its the small moments

Yun Qi Wong

the sight I am treated to daily whilst cycling to work through the Eilenriede

the sight I am treated to daily whilst cycling to work through the Eilenriede

It has been such a good, good week. 

Nothing spectacular happened, but I was able to sit down almost everyday with one or two friends for really share and catch up with a bunch of honest, meaningful talks and belly-aching laughs. Not just a rushed, hurried meetup.  

We might not have been able to save the world with these catchups, but they powered me right through the entire week, charging me up with so much joy and energy and inspiration I was burning to share with all the people I was working with. I did SO much work this week, and at the end of it, I was still ready for more. 

Its the little moments like these that make such a huge difference. And it is these moments which I cherish so much. And I am glad we made time for them despite our crazy schedules. Because ultimately, these are the moments we will carry with us. 

Yesterday I stumbled upon this article which I want to share with you: http://therumpus.net/2011/02/dear-sugar-the-rumpus-advice-column-64/

This is such a good reminder to myself: "Your assumptions about the lives of others are in direct relation to your naïve pomposity. Many people you believe to be rich are not rich. Many people you think have it easy worked hard for what they got. Many people who seem to be gliding right along have suffered and are suffering. Many people who appear to you to be old and stupidly saddled down with kids and cars and houses were once every bit as hip and pompous as you." 

and this, always: "One Christmas at the very beginning of your twenties when your mother gives you a warm coat that she saved for months to buy, don’t look at her skeptically after she tells you she thought the coat was perfect for you. Don’t hold it up and say it’s longer than you like your coats to be and too puffy and possibly even too warm. Your mother will be dead by spring. That coat will be the last gift she gave you. You will regret the small thing you didn’t say for the rest of your life.

Say thank you." 

have a good weekend, folks!

magic.

Yun Qi Wong

magic 

is in the tiny blank spaces between black notes; in what lies behind the blobs and splashes of inks we named staccato, tenuto, marcato, phrasemarks and the likes.

is in the rubber band flexibility of this wondrous concept we call time -  floating about in the air, waiting to be played with, shaped and moulded by us. to be injected with a shot of life. 

is when black and white on stiff paper spring to life in all colours imaginable with every possible shade in between, layered with that play of light and shadow. 

is when the beauty of it all grips you right at your beating heart and you have to gasp for air. when the emotions you forgot hit you with a force from within. it is after you have zoomed in all the way to the microscopic details, then strip them all away to reveal the soul in its barest form. 

is when it is over and you just want to hold on to that moment, just sit there and be still, savouring all that is ringing on in the air, and in you. 

all that is music. music is magic. 

ich liebe mein leben

Yun Qi Wong

2015 was a mad, mad year. I am still digesting all the events that happened and trying to make sense of how they all took place within such a short span of time which ironically, did not feel that way at all. Time is a crazy fellow, playing tricks on us. 

2015 brought me to the U.S. of A for the very first time in my life, and boy, were my expectations met. We lost my father-in-law to cancer. I flew back home for about six times (enough to instil a healthy dose of fear of airports and flights), and in between all that I had a bunch of exciting projects and got to work intensively with a lot of young musicians which brought me much joy.  

this post is definitely a tad too late to be called my new year's post, but seeing as yesterday was the real new year in my culture, i think we can safely say it still counts ;) 

2015 was also filled with great conversations with an inspiring group of beautiful and strong people I am honoured to call my family and friends. C and I walked deeper into the world of Yoga and emerged with better mental and physical strength. ditto to my Atemtherapie and Sprecherziehung lessons! 

I think the greatest lesson i took away from 2015 was learning to honour myself. To recognize that I am worthy of the same kind of respect I want to give unto others - not just from others, but more importantly, from myself. I learnt to respect my needs and to listen to my body more. To stand up for these needs, because like it or not, if even I could not be bothered to, who would? 

That the time I set aside as me-time is every bit important as the time I set aside for others - not honouring that ultimately meant I had nothing left to give to others if I was all burnt out. I learnt to say 'No' more often, and not to be such a pushover. 

These are lessons accumulated over the recent years, but only started crystallising, becoming conscious efforts over the last months. It was, and is still not easy for me. I think many of us were in some way, educated and conditioned in a manner which did not instil this strongly within us. However, it has been liberating, empowering and humbling for me. I also learnt that honouring myself did not have to mean acting arrogantly, nor did it mean I was selfish. 

and so, armed with this bunch of new discoveries, I am looking forward to whatever 2016 throws at me. because: 

&nbsp; &nbsp; HELL YEAH! and i hope you do too!&nbsp;

    HELL YEAH! and i hope you do too! 


loss and unconditional love

Yun Qi Wong

a while back, we lost someone beloved to a vicious bout of cancer. it happened all too fast, in the space of a mere few months. 

sometimes, I still forget you are gone. i walk in certain places and look around in expectation for you, or pick up the phone to text you and then it hits me again without warning. 

reading this helped me, before you were gone and we knew the end was nearing. it helped in the days after. as with so many friends who hugged and simply let me cry. 

so yes, you might no longer be with us. but the love never dies.

the memories - I hope - will never fade: your quiet strength; the way you smile; us making inside jokes out of the situation you were in; your fascination with light bulbs, good audio equipment, flowers and anything gadgety ;)

I saw how deep and unconditional love can be - despite all the messy and complicated feelings that come with it. to have and experience that is humbling, and to be surrounded by that is truly a gift. And I am reminded again of how lucky I am to have a family like this. 

our journey North

Yun Qi Wong

When you get 200% hands-on with a project - conceptualising it, making your ideas come to life, and obsessing over it - it becomes so much more than just a project. It morphs at some point into the very air you breathe, the first thing you think about the moment you wake up.  And when you have a wonderful partner and team who obsess over it together with you, thats just double the fun, or in our case - 15 times the fun! 

Tee and I finally set foot on our journey North after nearly two years of planning over crazy amounts of Whatsapps, emails and Facebook messages sent from Arizona to Hannover and all the way back. What started out as a supposedly simple Violin-Piano recital transformed into a crazy intricate thing, complete with a 13-member crew no less, including a guest singer, three narrators, a page-turner, lighting coordinator, sound engineer, photographer, two videographers, and three front-of-house friends slash hairstylists. Nothing crazy, I guess? ;) 

We realised (belatedly) that many in the audience would have loved to hear about our process of researching the norwegian folksongs we presented, so I thought I would write about that here: www.yunqiwong/the-way-north

It is incredibly special when you get to collaborate professionally with family members and good friends, just as how it is special to make new friends through these collaborations, and definitely when you get to re-connect with old ones whom you have lost touch with for years, and might have never had a reason to talk to again otherwise! And when everyone meets for the first time and just get along like they´ve known each other for donkey years, thats the magic of music and friendship - here are a few photos which are a reflection of all that. 

Everytime I look at these photos, I am filled with so much joy. And so, to Woon, Haresh, Zheng, Liana, Josh, Guosheng, Melvin, Chun, Weiping, and Terence T...

THANK YOU, we love you! 

Tee and Qi, your 92steelgutters ;) 

 

a love letter to my job

Yun Qi Wong

To my job: I love you. 

Thank you for constantly challenging me and pushing me out of my comfort zone. Everyday is a surprise, a brand new challenge, and it never gets boring with you! You teach me so much - about myself, about this crazy beautiful world of music, about life, and so much more. The list is endless. You then go ahead and provide me with all these opportunities everyday to give back in return, and through them I have experienced some of the greatest joys in my life. 

Yes, you bring me so much joy. JOY, gioia, Freude, joie and joyyyyy - in such abundance that there are days where I just look like a daft woman who lost control of her jaw muscles. There are days my heart feels like it might just burst from all that emotion overload swimming around in it. Sometimes I´m tearing privately during my practice because the music is too beautiful (is that even possible?) Most times I am laughing like a manic hyena - if you know me you probably know what I´m talking about! 

You have showed me that magic does exist, in so many endless shapes and forms.

You have taught me to breathe, to be forgiving, and that the right balance of humility and self-confidence can work wonders. That putting aside our egos is tough and yet so essential to moving forward. You've taught me that we all make mistakes (we're only human, right?), that music (or anything else for that matter) does not need to be perfect. It just needs to be real, and full of life

You have brought me some of the best friends and mentors I will ever have in life, created for me some of the strongest and most inspiring relationships I will know - after we have bitched each other to death during rehearsals ;) These are the people who make it worth it, every single day. 

And for all these, I thank you, dear job. You might involve a huge amount of mundane never-ending score taping. You are kind of like a 24/7 existence in my life and in my head. But I wouldn't change a thing. 

So thank you. I am contented, blessed and grateful everyday with you in my life. 

love, Qi