Comfortable with my cello

The instrument closest to the human voice. Often associated with romance and eroticism. The epitome of human artistry in acoustic woodwork. Or just an empty crate of wood with some strings attached and a spike through the bottom.

However one choses to describe the cello, it is usually expressed with a gaze of nostalgia to a memory that is etched into the mind. So yes, I consider myself lucky to be able to play this instrument whenever and wherever I can.

In fact, I like to play it for everybody, anywhere. Below you can see some snapshots of memorable moments with my cello.

And I am hoping for many more!