Each title is a shortened haiku, one line only. Most are distilled from
traditional verse celebrating nature. Through brevity, one solitary
thought emerges, befitting the musical setting.
1 – forest storm, rage. Rage in the natural world is not anger, but a
build of elements causing a powerful fulmination. (6:48)
2 – clouds give rest. While watching prodigious clouds passing, I set
this, as a meditation. (7:28)
3 – fallen leaves gather. Based on one simple phrase, its repetition
draws an image of the beauty of randomness. (4:08)
4 – flower bud, meek streamlet. Centered around tenderness, a
promise and the flow of water meet. (6:28)
5 – house buried, silent snow. A downward glissando ends in a
muffled sense of the loss of sound. (4:52)
6 – man, small as a violet. The male, abridging energy into the
egoless. (6:26)
7 – mother gone, changing season. Reflecting on my mother and
the seasons passing since her death. Consisting of three interacting
melodies representing mother, son and memory. (7:01)
8 – riverbed, pebbles, wavering. A stasis of the rhythm of moving
stream water, with shifting impediments. (6:10)
9 – winter wind – desperate. Wind puts the world on edge, exposing
a cold desolation, a frozen anxiety. (7:19)
10 – woman’s hair, hailstones tumble. The female, through flowing
hair, complements the natural element of hail falling. (5:44)
Ron performs on a 21 string qin zheng, by Dunhuang-yun.