Anna Nuytten, Chiaroscuro

master uitvoerende muziek
klassieke muziek
Mentoren / Mentors:
Hendrickje Van Kerckhove

Do not try to save
The whole world
Or do anything grandiose.
Instead, create a clearing in the dense forest
Of your life
And wait there, patiently,
Until the song that is your life
Falls into your own cupped hands
And you recognise and greet it.
Only then will you know
How to give yourself to this world
So worth of rescue.
– Martha Postlethwaite

Journey through time, through light and dark, through silence, whispers and strange voices, past sounds and future echoes of lost shadows.

Voyage from far and old Italy to the fresh, poetic, delicate french sweetness. It ends amidst the english meadows of the 1920, described by soft poetry written by lady Fredegond Shove.

Words and sounds musically captured by Giulio and Francesca Caccini, Barbara Strozzi, Bartolomeo Tromboncino, Johannes Kapsberger, Kurt Weill, Joseph Jongen, Francis Poulenc, Adriël Cantamessi, Ralph Vaughan Williams…

And the ghost followed, like a naked cloud, holding the sun’s hand’. Fredegond Shove, feminine, sensitive, delicate and highly strung poet.

The sun shines down, and its image reflects in a thousand different pots filled with water. The reflections are many, but they are each reflecting the same sun. Similarly, when we come to know who we truly are, we will see ourselves in all people. Amma

Be crumbled. So wild flowers will come up where you are. You have been stony for too many years. Try something different. Surrender. - Rumi