In memory of my wonderful first violin teacher, Fatbardha Denizi. My intellectual and spiritual mentor, an irreplaceable figure of my music education, and a true icon of Albanian Violin School. Her deep and fundamental approach to violin technique and musical analysis remains an utmost growing experience for me. A woman so incredibly true to herself, so honest and faithful to her laser-clean logic, stubbornly patient to put ideas in order, she shared her mastery with all of us, to a minute detail.
From the shape of a single note, the speed and depth of vibrato, the colourful juice of a double stop (“this is not just orange-she said once-but also a clear mixture of red and yellow”), to the architecture of Bach, the microscopic articulations of Beethoven, and the poetry of Sibelius´s melodies she sang with her beautiful voice, for a teenage-me to grasp beyond my years.
A maternal figure, she built a rich soil of our minds, not only limited to music making and perception, but to a deep understanding of quality in Art, things, and people.
After, we went everywhere and grew solid and healthy under whatever new influences we received.
Rest in peace zysh Bardha. I will always miss you.