Her desk, my desk
My wife used to be a full-time freelance harpist. Now she’s a medical student at the University of Chicago. Our lives are filled with quite different activities now, as illustrated by our two desks in our new place.
Here’s mine, filled with happy things like books on teaching music to children:
Hers, on the other hand, is dominated by a massive whiteboard mounted on the wall, with multi-colored flowcharts about the head and neck (and all sorts of other things that I find both squeamish and terrifying):
Any time I need to feel humbled, all I have to do is look over at that board and dim-wittedly ponder what the hack all that stuff could possibly mean!
01 October 2010, 12:00 pm
Well, it makes sense that if she could understand the markings that (pedal) harpists make in their music, she’ll understand the relationship of the mesencephalon and the diencephalon to their respective vesicles.
04 October 2010, 10:24 pm
The stuff on the whiteboard makes more sense than some conductors’ beat patterns. I shall refrain from naming any.
05 October 2010, 6:29 pm
Funny how I came across your blog today as a bassist, and my neurological study side kicks in trying to figure out how there’s a trigeminal scale!! Neat stuff, I definiltey looking forward to reading and hearing more!!