How many of us actually find ourselves standing in the one place that we dreamed of being for most of our lives? This is not a test and there is no right answer so just take a moment and think about it. Perhaps if you are an actor or a director of a cinematographer you might have dreamed about walking up to red carpet at the Dolby Theatre in Los Angeles to receive that long-awaited and well-deserved Oscar for your artistic achievements. If you are an athlete, maybe your dream is to stand on the Olympic dais rubbing the gold medal hanging around your neck. If you are a musician, a classical musician, that is, your dream could be to play at the legendary Carnegie Hall in New York City. Amy Tcheupdjian, the Australian born cellist, had that exact dream for most of her life and saw it come to life five years ago.
Carnegie hall is a dream and a reality that she will always remember with pride and humility and feels very fortunate to have been chosen to be a soloist and to play chamber music in that great 57th Street institution. She was honored to have played where hundreds of other amazing musicians have played since 1891. Of course, Amy has played elsewhere too and has given her all every time she draws her bow across the cello strings. Since the age of 4 she has been actively playing music with ensembles including The Melbourne Symphony Orchestra and Orchestra Victoria in Australia. She has also performed in Music in the round Concert Series, Emerging Artist Series, Timeless Concert Series and she has been frequently seen and heard playing on 3MBS Radio Australia.
Amy is an internationally known cellist and she has played in Italy, New York City, Australia, Brazil and throughout Scandinavia. She also teaches music and the cello in New York where she is currently based. Amy not only hears the music but she feels it with all her senses – with her whole being. She breathes it and lives it and most certainly enjoys it as one might enjoy life itself. She says that music allows her (and others) to experience different thoughts and emotions in a very unique manner that she believes cannot be replicated by any other means, artistic or otherwise. Even we non-musicians can understand what she means to a certain extent, because when we hear music or a song that we like, something in us seems to open up to anther dimension of existence. Perhaps it’s nothing like what Amy experiences but we’ll take what we can get .
