Piano Poetry

Dear Lena Selyanina, how can I express how much I love this album and Piano Paintings? Your fingers and the keys dance so that the strings within the body of the piano come to life and offer their deepest poetry to us. You take me on great vistas through the world and beyond when I listen, as I have over and over, to these pieces. They bring comfort, inspiration, excitement, joy, the large harmonies of an inconsistent life. I can see how you also love Tarkofsky! You create a music of luminescences, of liquid and crystal light forms, like a magician, a music that echoes creation, that is grand and vast and yet simple and intimate, to express and uplift us. I am grateful for your sharing your work here on Jamendo.

And now I have to relate to you that I have posted a performance piece with a clip from 'Sarah's Dance.' I played your music during a solitary 2 hour dance session that I videotaped. Later I chose a poem I'd written to go with it. I hope you approve - I have given you full credit, both in the credits in the video and as an active link back here in the "info." It's at my blog, Rubies in Crystal: http://brendaclews.blogspot.com/2009/07/venus-enroute.html

I hope through my little humorous dance that others discover the beauty of your music and find their spirits soaring too.

Thank you!!!

A beautiful sense of motion, music encapsulating movement, is like me trying to write about music. Similarly, (I hope and pray) I could capture a sense of the profound passion in my words as Lena does in her wonderfully expressive piano playing. Already in the first track there is, it seems, a symbiosis apparent, in that I sometimes 'play' my keyboard instinctively, and with as much integrity as I can muster. So too, does this musician play from the depth of her soul. That seems and sounds patently obvious. For this I wish I could dance, and yearn for my words to match the feeling transmitted. I wonder if Lena ever listens to a recording, as I sometimes read my words, and wonder 'did I really produce that?'

Un petit poème, does have a genuine sense of reflectiveness about it. Looking back in an expansive, quite positive and fond manner. If there are any regrets, they are petite and poetic indeed. Very touching and I have not even got to the goodbye yet (though I thought I had for a little while!). I'm glad I came back and made this a target of my intentions to return. The final track, makes me think of the mellifluous sorrow evoked by the memory of listening to my dearly departed mother and her collection of Chopin, which I feasted upon as a small child. How she would dance. How she would have loved this. How do I! Superb. Thank you.