bashō

We were fortunate to be there at the right time and managed to get tickets for the concert rehearsal. The Stradivari “Vesuvio 1727” was missing from its polished glass display in the museum, resting on the grand piano of the concert hall, ready to sing for us once more. Not the starring role this time, though.

Next to it lay a different violin, wearing a harlequin look, a patchwork of contrasting colours. While we were getting curious about the unusual instrument, we were told that some inmates from a nearby jail had made it with the driftwood from a migrant’s shipwreck.

coloured wood
musical notes from
the lost voices