I adore Climent’s works. By adore I mean covet. I want everything she’s ever done to be hanging in my wine room. I don’t know what it is about it. It’s fun, fancy free, reminds me so much of my experiences in different cities.
I chose this particular piece because it shows off some of her best styles.
PS. I know that you know this - but I’m sorta giving away some notebooks.
Music. Absolute music.
Only expresses through its sound.
They obviously have a content.
It’s not just sound.
The problem is this content cannot really be articulated
in an objective, rational and scientific way with words.
If it was possible, the music would be unnecessary.
But, if something is not possible to be articulated, there is no content.
Therefore, the question is what is this content and how do we realize it?
—Daniel Barenboim, Pianist and Conductor