Who?
Just another person who is unable to deal with her feelings in a normal way. So I write and make music, that I happen to enjoy both of those things a whole lot is just a coincidence, haha. I need them to stay sane and happy, music especially. I started playing harp when I was about six, and haven't been able to stop yet. It's a wonderful instrument: most harpists are like alcoholics. Practising harp is like mental abuse at times, but we love it too much to quit. I also play guitar and some other instruments. My current life goal is to get a drum kit and torture my poor neighbours even more, by adding some maybe even louder noises than my current favorite neighbor irritation method; playing guitar, singing and playing harp late into the night. Though a didgeridoo or a djembe would be fine as well.
My inspiration comes from many things; paintings (From abstract to Pre-Raphaelite, I don't really care and don't know all that much about the different styles anyway. I just appreciate the beauty and meaning), books, poems, all types of music, my life, and my uhm...rather weird mind.
Writing isn't a very conscious process for me. It comes very near trance, and is, in my case, just my feelings flowing out. The same is true for my music, which is why I dislike concerts a lot. I currently only play on request for small groups, though I try to change that, but it's quite hard to overcome this shyness for me. Playing my music in from of other people feels like walking around naked, and since I don't have exhibitionist tendencies, it still makes me uncomfortable a lot. However, I really want to share my stuff and hopefully touch other people with it - emotionally, mind you! haha, so I'm trying to be a bit less shy about it. We'll just see what happens, and after all "Living never wore one out so much as the effort not to live." - Anais Nin.
~Meril
