Saturday, March 31, 2007
Friday, March 30, 2007
Organs & Chapels
Some views of the wondrous chapels in Cambridge: The beautiful 18th C. chapel at Clare College - "My" college - I spent a wonderful two weeks here in 1991 at the Cambridge Choral Studies Seminar - an elegant room.
On Saturday afternoon, I walked into the chapel and heard the Organ Scholar practicing for his recital (Von Beckerath organ) - he played the Bach partita on Sei gegrusset.
A view of the dome in the entrance of Clare Chapel.
The organ in Peterhouse College chapel. Queen's College Chapel - we heard an organ recital of works by Stanford and his students here.
Thursday, March 29, 2007
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
Cambridge
To Cambridge to spend a weekend in one of the most beautiful places on earth - actually - I think King's College Chapel IS the most beautiful place on earth - An exquisite building with that amazing fan vaulting, Flemish glass, high Tudor style, and, of course, the Choir and Organ. I've spent some magical hours there and the Stanford weekend (March 9th-11th) added to those.
I arrived in Cambridge, checked into the Lensfield Hotel (where I had the pinkest room on earth), whizzed down the road to the Chapel. Once inside, the immense thrill of seeing that interior with the light streaming in was, as always, overwhelming. So Beautiful.
The Choir sang beautifully, a capella, and it was profoundly moving to be back there, hearing the music, experiencing the sound of the music in the room, watching the light change from full sun thru the west window to darkness leaving only the dim glow of the candles on the choir stalls.
The west front of the organ case
I hadn't realised just how much I needed to get away and hear someone else make music - especially this choir - and my soul was quite joyful and renewed.
The view from the choir to the west window
The east window
I arrived in Cambridge, checked into the Lensfield Hotel (where I had the pinkest room on earth), whizzed down the road to the Chapel. Once inside, the immense thrill of seeing that interior with the light streaming in was, as always, overwhelming. So Beautiful.
The Choir sang beautifully, a capella, and it was profoundly moving to be back there, hearing the music, experiencing the sound of the music in the room, watching the light change from full sun thru the west window to darkness leaving only the dim glow of the candles on the choir stalls.
The west front of the organ case
I hadn't realised just how much I needed to get away and hear someone else make music - especially this choir - and my soul was quite joyful and renewed.
The view from the choir to the west window
The east window