Wednesday, September 18, 2013
Fiddling In Bourges
On the Rue Bourbonnoux in Bourges we passed by a violin-maker's shop--something you don't see down at the mall anymore. And, when I stuck my head in, the young master graciously said sure, take all the pix you want. Well, he said "Oui" when I held up the camera. I tried playing the violin for a couple weeks in my youth and have ever since been in awe of stringed-instrument playing. And making. It's not a lost art yet.
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I have my aunt's violin...probably close to 100 years old. It needs new strings and the bow needs new horsehair. Nobody around here can repair it...maybe I need to take it with me to France next time!
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