15. April 2014 · 2 comments · Categories: Ramble

I had a new student this afternoon. Her very first experience with oboe was today in my studio. It was the first time she put together an oboe. It was the first time she put a reed in her mouth. And it was the first time she made a sound on an oboe! I absolutely love getting to experience that first sound, and then I love to watch as the student progresses.

With a new student like this I feel as if we are on a journey together, and my job is to make that journey joyful, even while I am also the one to point out errors and require attention and practice.

I. Love. My. Job.


  1. As you can see on my blog, I’m a recent adult beginner. I can instantly recall the first sound I made on my English horn (oboe came second). It’s a thrill, and a treat to hear you are still inspired by that experience.

    Best regards,


  2. Oh indeed I am, John, and thank you for commenting!