Miha Pogacnik

His arm flew, directing the bow in a wild and frenetic dance with the strings, while his chin hung onto the base of the violin for dear life.  His hair looked like a bowl of fine spaghetti flying off in one direction, only to be pulled back in another with the rhythmic sway of his … [Read more...] about "We are born with the capacity to hear, we must learn to listen" Miha Pogacnik