A Saturday in December (in loving memory of Peter Kamps)

1998. A Saturday in December. 7.30 am, Colombo, Sri Lanka.
My first piano lesson with Sureka, at her house. Many more followed. She challenged me in many ways — my favourite was when after I’d had my first few piano lessons, she instructed me to accompany her flute playing from sight. She didn’t give me time to panic.  Continue reading “A Saturday in December (in loving memory of Peter Kamps)”