Vast, profound, and deeply human.

For me, classical music is like the home where I was born and raised.
It has been a natural part of my life for as long as I can remember. I instinctively know where everything is, which door to open to find what lies behind - an intimately familiar place.

Yet, this is a home that never grows old, never needs repairs. If anything, I am the one who requires maintenance.

The house of music is always there, unwavering. Every time I face it, it tests my state of mind.
As a human being, what kind of life have I lived? What am I thinking about now?

At various crossroads on the journey of life, music becomes a place to return to - a space where I cannot hide behind pretense, where I must confront my truest self.

"You can't truly play Brahms until you've grown up."

My teacher used to say this all the time.

And when I first attempted a Brahms sonata at the age of twenty, I could do nothing but string together notes. My playing was aimless, lacking depth.

Now, twenty years later, what kind of life have I lived?
Whatever the path, one thing is certain—I have been running tirelessly.

And now, at last, I feel as though Brahms is speaking to me.

"You've finally made it here."

I'm so glad I never gave up.

Come and immerse yourself in Brahms’ world - vast, profound, and deeply human.

Sunday the 27th of April, 2pm - 4pm @ Richard Gill Auditorium, WAAPA

Akiko Miyazawa

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