The path to Schubert's world is full of twists and turns... It's a long walk towards what I've always seen as the supreme expression of the soul's fragility... because for me, playing Schubert is the culmination of an initiatory journey... you give yourself over to your doubts and joys in a mirror, and I recognise myself in this discreet confidence. Each of his eight Impromptus, in their singularity, is a condensed version of the Schubertian universe, of the Viennese spirit so dear to the composer. For me, they are like an inner journey: taming the evening, awakening the morning, laying oneself bare and weaving without weighing the colours of uncertainty and hope, losing oneself in order to better find oneself.
This is the spirit of these impromptus, in which resignation vies with life, revealing Schubert's incandescent genius in all its subtle, luminous complexity.