1955: my father playing with my eldest brothers
See '1955: my father playing with my eldest brothers' On Black!
As befitted a professional musician and violin teacher like my father, he always encouraged his children to also learn to play an instrument. I don't know if he regrets none of us followed in his footsteps professionally (don't think so, actually) but we all played and enjoyed it, although, admittedly, some more than others!
Here he is with my two eldest siblings. The setting is our livingroom in Utrecht, towards the conservatory, where the grand piano stood. Brother B plays the cello, F the violin. The latter became actually quite good at it.
In later years, when all six of us were able to play somewhat, we even formed a little 8 piece classical ensemble, playing on occasions like my grandmother's birthday and such. For some that was not always the most enjoyable side of music making...
Note the poor foot gear: cheap 1950's gym shoes and plastics... Artistically and intellectually we may have been a 'classy' family, but that certainly did not translate into financial security (yet).
1955: my father playing with my eldest brothers
See '1955: my father playing with my eldest brothers' On Black!
As befitted a professional musician and violin teacher like my father, he always encouraged his children to also learn to play an instrument. I don't know if he regrets none of us followed in his footsteps professionally (don't think so, actually) but we all played and enjoyed it, although, admittedly, some more than others!
Here he is with my two eldest siblings. The setting is our livingroom in Utrecht, towards the conservatory, where the grand piano stood. Brother B plays the cello, F the violin. The latter became actually quite good at it.
In later years, when all six of us were able to play somewhat, we even formed a little 8 piece classical ensemble, playing on occasions like my grandmother's birthday and such. For some that was not always the most enjoyable side of music making...
Note the poor foot gear: cheap 1950's gym shoes and plastics... Artistically and intellectually we may have been a 'classy' family, but that certainly did not translate into financial security (yet).