Fast Flies Meanwhile The Irreparable Hour, As Point To Point Our Charmed Round We Trace
Written for Mabel Kwan who premiered the work on April 1st, 2015
at Southeastern Louisiana University, Hammond, LA
The lengthy title of this work comes from a passage in Virgil’s ancient poem Georgics. I chose this title as it references the fleeting, relentless motion of time (tempus fugit). My own work calculates the passage of time through the perpetual emergence of sound (both pitch and noise) from the action of performance (exemplified in the transformations from shadow playing, or mimed performance, to real playing). Time is also measured through broken clusters and pulses that at times seem grounded and at other times are interrupted through rhythmic spasms. I cannot help but also wonder if this piece is, on some level, also a meditation upon futility and on the ephemeral, transitory nature of the act of artistic creation. So many of the gestures that are built into this work are thwarted or undermined in deliberate ways. The muting of the strings towards the end of the work is the most obvious example.