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Essays - Portrait
OPUS - Faculty of Music Student Journal
PORTRAIT: Dr. Damiana Bratuz. Interview by Keith Kinder
(Vol. VI No. 5, 1972)
I have noticed that you are interested in the ideas
of people who have been shaped by cultures different from
your own. Since being in North America I have found more promising,
better equipped centers of musical radiation, which are part
of a university's world - that is, a self contained cultural
oasis. One cannot make comparisons between European and North
American musical training. The first is based on the concept
of forming, from the earliest possible age, exclusively professional
musicians, while the second allows the forging of amateurs
as well. Once the shortcomings are eliminated - things here
will change and quickly improve - this will open the way for
music schools over here to boast, as the old European schools
do of their training of a Puccini or a Debussy
North
America is blessed with a tremendous amount of talent.
What concerns me and puzzles me most is what happens to talented
young people in high school. Why does an institution of higher
learning have to deal later with rudiments, fundamentals,
and simple facts? Should not time be devoted to reflection
upon those facts, to learning by association, and not to the
belated acquisition of habits? It disturbs me to see the term
"education" used as a "subject" to be
imparted. Is it not an attainment? My favorite definition
of education is by William James: to be educated, he said,
is "Knowing a good man when you see him." If we
apply this definition to music, an "educated" student
is one who knows what makes a good composition, a good performance,
and why, and can also recognize styles and periods. Education
is a lifelong discipline which is a man's "own doing."
About teaching, here is another of my favourite definitions,
this one by Hindermith: "it is the united effort of two
equals in the search for perfection, in which the one participant
is mostly but not always leading, for his is the greater experience."
A teacher's purpose is to show the student how to find out
things for himself. This process takes time and like a flower,
you can't pull it to make it grow faster. Very few students
come out of high school equipped with the proper habits of
technique, thought and procedure. The university situation,
has so much crammed into four years, and as a result ignores
the nature and the conditions for the intellectual life. Music
is a way of life; One is colled to be a musician. It is not
a job with a series of tests. Where is the time for the necessary
assimilation? For listening without it being an assignment?
Where is the continuity of work? Cramming becomes a substitute
for real work (speaking of tests, J. Barzun says what most
students feel is that at least for a week, they knew a lot
)
There should be time for thinking because thinking, again,
is something that is developed, not imparted. Yet there should
be habits already so ingrained that one does not have to think
about them. For many, the awareness of all this comes too
late, when a past of spoon-feeding has already done irreparable
damage. How many wasted hours are spent practicing by repetition,
without gaining the ability to analyze and overcome the problem!
How many excuses are there for not sowing the daily seed?
If I had a motto, it would be one borrowed from the late football
coach of Notre Dame invincible team, Knute Rockne: "Never
have an alibi." Sometimes the self-realization by a student
of having talent, but late in starting, can itself became
an "alibi" for not accomplishing more. The pressure,
unfortunately is real and corrosive. Only those who have received
in high school, proper training of mind and disciplined working
habits, can withstand it.
When I first came to North America I was delighted to discover
that young children here were exposed to schooling that was
made attractive by having an element of "fun" to
it. It was so refreshingly different from the dogmatic, old-fashioned
system I had been brought up in. When I started teaching in
the Midwest, I discovered the consequences of the too much
"fun" philosophy: many college students were unprepared
to consider fun the conquering of a difficulty, but they were
inclined to become discouraged if things were not "easy".
My saddest day as a teacher in North America was when in a
class I discussed Rembrandt in connection with Monteverdi
and Frescobaldi and a student protested: "Do I have to
know that?" Also, when as a newcomer to this country
I asked a class of twenty whom were their favorite Canadian
poets and whose works should I read? One said Leacock - and
that was all. When I mentioned Emerson, only some had heard
of the name
It is still a mystery to me that a high
school "education" could leave young people so under
nourished by the thoughts and works of the great minds of
this continent, when students are in their most plastic and
receptive stage; They were not only unacquainted with their
names; but "resisted" learning about them
The greatest reward a teacher can have is seeing the joy of
discovery on the face of his student.
New to me was also the competitive element of the North American
system. We had been brought up with "ideals". I
see the consequence of negative competitive spirit in this
constant need of the students to be reassured; a stronger
need in them than the urge to learn - the thirst for knowledge.
The goal seems to be the tests, good marks, a god job, rather
than the attempt to develop one's gifts to the utmost. Why
should a violet "compete" with a rose? Let it discover
and love its own perfume!...
There is an old European tale of three stone cutters each
of whom was asked in turn by a passer-by "What are you
doing?" The first answered: "Don't you see, I am
cutting a stone!" The second answered: "I am earning
my bread!" The third said: "Don't you see, I am
building a cathedral!" I am sure if the same question
were put to our students in the practice rooms the answers
would go like this: "Don't you hear, I'm practicing my
Hanon!" or, "I am preparing for my lesson!"
How many would say?... "Don't you hear, I am making music
?"
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