I’m back! I can’t believe it’s already been a whole week!!!
How time flies!
This week I finally started going to RWCMD. A day I have been looking forward to ever since that acceptance email back in May.
I feel very privileged as well as humbled by this opportunity. But it wasn’t until I registered and officially enrolled on the first day that I got hit by a whirlwind of emotions.
The first day we had a general introduction and we were told about the building and its facilities.
I have to say, I am still in awe every time I walk through the door into the open and spacious foyer!
The Dora Stoutzker Hall is also a thing of beauty and unlike any conservatoire concert
On the other side of the building, you’ll find the Anthony Hopkins Centre, which actually is a restoration of part of Cardiff Castle!
The first few days I felt really overwhelmed and inept. As if for some reason I was in a place that I actually didn’t belong. Unintentionally, I feel as if I have cheated my way into the college by participating as an Erasmus exchange student, but maybe I’m just becoming increasingly paranoid in my old age 😉
Furthermore, I half expected to be the outcast of the group, since I will only be staying here for three months.
Thankfully, everybody is very attentive and we all got along very well, right off the bat.
Everyone is very welcoming, open-minded and inclusive. I love it!
So this first week our classes at college were all about collaboration (both on and off stage). Our schedules were packed with these classes, which really helped us to get familiarized in a natural way.
At the end of the week, the time was finally there for us to sing in front of each other! This was one of the moments I’ve been really anxious about and I was thinking to myself: “well… that’s it… now they’ll realize you have absolutely no business being here!”
Thank God, that’s not what happened. By now I think you get that I’m an absolute fan of everybody here and, as expected, they were all very kind, supportive and complimentary.
Needless to say, everybody else was absolutely amazing and I am really impressed (and still a bit overwhelmed) by the high level. Not only vocally, but artistically.
After this first week of working and having fun together, I feel like we’ve really made a meaningful connection and that we’re getting along very well.
And before I forget: don’t ask me how the singing went. I think singers are very rarely completely satisfied 😉
Welsh National Opera
One of the many perks of studying at RWCMD is the opportunity to attend (dress-) rehearsals of the Welsh National Opera at the Millenium Centre.
The building looks amazing! I immediately imagined myself singing on that stage, but let’s not get ahead of ourselves :p
This week they are premiering ‘La Traviata’ and so, we went with our class to attend the dress rehearsal.
It was really great to have the opportunity to attend a dress rehearsal and we had some interesting conversations about the production afterwards.
After an emotional rocky start, I feel so much more at ease now. The most important thing I can do for myself is to just keep breathing, work hard, sing from my heart and remain open-minded and to not be intimidated by factors I, myself, have no control over. There will always be bad days, but there will also be good days. It’s important to realise that there is always tomorrow and the way we feel one day doesn’t have to mean we will feel the same way on another day.
Finally, I would just like to share one of my favourite poems with you, one that has been on my mind for a few days now.
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The road not taken – Robert Frost
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one
traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
leavesno step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less
And that has made all the difference.