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The author practicing the instruments
Learning to play ten orchestral instruments, one right after the other, may come across as a marathon, but it was more like a series of dashes. There was always an impetus impelling each one forward with a certain degree of urgency. With just twelve lessons per instrument there was almost always an eye looking forward toward the impending result, even as I was necessarily immersed in the process that would ultimately lead me there.
The balance between process and results was healthy, and made the journey a fulfilling adventure.
Regular practicing was a must. What started out as a very novel, unusual, separate, purposeful, and scheduled time to set aside each day for music, soon became a rewarding part of my everyday life, which I missed when circumstances made me skip a day.
Mostly, I practiced at home, either in my office cum music studio, or in different rooms in the house, in order to break up the routine.
Occasionally, I played outside: in the yard, on a cabin porch in the mountains, in the Sonoran desert of Arizona, and along a buck fence in Utah.