Some things can’t be said
in words. That’s what
the piano is for.

I started making music on keyboards, and later synthesizers. I played by ear, following sound and feeling rather than a score.

When I was 28, I discovered the acoustic piano. Something opened that I had never experienced with digital instruments. The instrument felt alive: wood, strings, air and resonance. I could express more of what I was feeling, and somehow the music itself came more fully to life. The vibration of the strings resonated much more deeply with me.

I still love synthesizers and use them today, but the piano became the place where I could express most directly what words couldn’t say.

I don’t prepare a setlist. When I sit down to play, whether for one person or a room full of people, I listen to what’s present: the people, the space, the silence and whatever is alive in that moment. Then the music begins. Every piece is created right there, for the people who are present. No two sessions are ever the same.

My piano has been tuned to 432 Hz since 2005, a tuning I experience as warm, spacious and natural. Piano is usually where the music begins, but I also move between voice, harp, flute, percussion, singing bowls and subtle electronic sounds when the moment calls for it.