In Search of Lost Hours (2025)

for Flute and Piano

Duration: 7’00’’

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Program Note

This piece, “In Search of Lost Hours,” explores the relationship between the past and present, expressing the journey from nostalgia to acceptance.

The piece starts with exploring the longing for the past. The piano plays a beautiful, simple tune filled with a sense of beauty and comfort, reflecting the simpler and happier past. However, the tickling of the clock comes in, portraying the passage of time, opening up the struggle between the present self and the past memories. The present urges us to get out of the past and focus on the present. The flute, symbolizing this struggle, tries to overcome the past and move forward, while the piano’s left hand, with its interval, calls back to the past. This conflict represents the fear and uncertainty of not being able to match the happiness of the past with our present. Yet, through this tension, there is a realization that even the present moment will one day be remembered lovingly. The only way to truly grow is to embrace the “now.” The piece then fades out, returning to focus on the beauty of life, but now, in the “present.” Letting go of the past, the performer moves forward, choosing to live in the moment, remembering to appreciate every second we experience. The performer now has control over time, letting go of the past and fully living in the present, no longer stuck in the past but fully living in the present as time moves forward.

This piece is very personal to me, as it reflects my childhood. As a child who has experienced several transfers to new schools and met new friends, I was often stuck in the past, missing my old friends. I always longed for the happiness of the past and had a hard time overcoming it to focus on the present. It took me several years to realize that I was missing out on the present, the time I could have spent making new memories. I realized that by letting go of the past and focusing on the present, the past began to feel more beautiful. Instead of being trapped by the weight of past memories, I found that accepting the truth and living in the present allowed me to grow, and by doing so, the past became more beautiful, with a new sense of appreciation and peace. I hope this piece gives comfort and courage to those who are experiencing similar to mine.

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