In the shadow of his large wings
Where music and painting are melting,
I am feeling all over me his protection,
Divine breath over my actions.
What a huge magnificent feeling,
Theme and symphonic poem,
Grace of God for his children
Who follow him faithfully.
My brush highlights his love,
My art will always love him,
My voice will praise You, Oh Lord,
Accept me as your servant.
I inspire from fineness
Your skillfully put
To build the whole universe
Red, blue, yellow, green.
My viola praises for the unspeakable,
Imitating You seems impossible,
I will try humbly,
All my life and everlasting.
In 2012, I kept on practicing, working on my daily habits and rehabilitating with my viola. I had to study Michael Haydn’s concerto. During the next summer, I participated to the “Nuits Romanes” as I had never had a stroke. I gave several concerts with the “Frech-Polish Quintet” among others. I noticed chamber music stimulated me and I practically found my old reactions, even if I still didn’t feel my arm and all my right side.
Since I had been created, my life has been a fight and now, everydayI have to fight with all my weapons against the insensibility of a part of my body. I force myself a severe self-discipline. Each morning, I have to wake up my muscles and my feelings with Alice’s instruments of torture. Then, I work on my music for two hours. Finally, I can only go back to my life of musician, business owner and skillful artist.
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