Running Through the Days Like the Weather
A Pair of Playful Pieces for Viola & Cello
13 minutes | 2006
Score 8 pages
"When he remembered his childhood, he remembered blue water....The great fact in life, the always possible escape from dullness, was the lake. The sun rose out of it, the day began there; it was like an open door that nobody could shut. The land and all its dreariness could never close in on you. You had only to look at the lake, and you knew you would soon be free. It was the first thing one saw in the morning, across the rugged cow pasture studded with shaggy pines, and it ran through the days like the weather, not a thing thought about, but a part of consciousness itself. When the ice chunks came in of a winter morning, crumbly and white, throwing off gold and rose-coloured reflections from a copper-coloured sun behind the grey clouds, he didnít observe the detail or know what it was that made him happy; but now, forty years later, he could recall all its aspects perfectly. They had made pictures in him when he was unwilling and unconscious, when his eyes were merely open wide."
Willa Cather: "The Professorís House", 1925
These two intricate, intimate, and romantic duos for viola and cello were written to celebrate a love-interest in the composerís life - someone who "runs through all my days".