Descriptive Essay On The Piano

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Walking into my great-grandmother’s living room as a child; lavender filled the room, almost attacking your nose. You would peer through the doorway and immediately see the dark wood of her classic upright piano. It was a piece of art; a sculpture in her private collection. The piano was a remarkable sight; thereupon, any guest who saw the inside of that room always commented on it. At my age, I could only gaze over the edge of the keyboard and admire the worn down, pearl-white keys. But, I still loved to play around on the piano, even though my hands showed novicey. When I sat on the matching bench; my foot acted as a phantom limb, trying to reach blindly for the pedals. The piano resonated beautifully when it played right, and oh dear, …show more content…

I was nowhere near what some call a “prodigy”, and I used to fumble on the piano before my grandmother helped me along. Playing multiple instruments was my great-grandmother’s métier, but what peeked my interest the most was the piano. I seemingly cannot explain the way my great-grandmother plays and even to this day it amazes me; she was the first pianist I ever heard. Once as I was doing arpeggio runs on the keyboard, she walks over to the piano and starts improvising to the simplistic tune I was creating. It was beautiful. I would subtly get lost in her playing, for I felt as if I was drifting into some other …show more content…

I don’t think I could see myself in the same place I am today if it was not for my mother being who she is. She has supported me through my growth in music, my education, and in becoming the man that I am today. Furthermore, the list of things I have been able to do and accomplish would be short if she wasn’t active in my life. Just the fact that I have had the courage to audition for The Voice, Austinaires, ACDA Honors Choir, All-State Choir, Vocal Jazz, school musicals, and soon compete in The NATS Competition is all because of the love and support that comes from my mother. To return to the subject of my life and musical evolution, I must bring up the instrument I am best at. I started attending a youth program at Living Bible church around six years ago, and I have made the most important lifelong friends there. Worship is led by Paul Juntenen, the pastor who I consider a good friend. A half year into being at the church, Paul had asked me “Do you know how to play any instruments

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