Irony of Ironies?


I have learned a great deal about sound from teaching a young man who is blind since birth, autistic, and developmentally challenged.  His ear is his personality, you might say: it is what connects him in a meaningful way to other people and probably to himself.
There is no possibility of him learning Braille as he has no tactile sensation.  He cannot use his fingertips to orient to the keys, much less to tiny raised dots on a piece of paper.
Yet I learn from him the power of sound, of the most minute gradations of dissonance and volume that give nuance to every moment of a piece of music, subject always to variability and to variation, both conscious and unconscious.


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