Closing a Chapter in Buenos Aires

Nov 8

Buenos Aires was home for almost a decade — a place where joy and discovery defined many of my years. For the first four or five, everything felt new: the rhythm of the city, the endless cultural offerings, the sense that every day could hold something unexpected. Concerts, theaters, museums, wine tastings, food from every corner of the world — all in one vibrant place. It’s truly a city that never stops moving.

Perhaps that’s why I stayed so long. There was always something to see, to do, to feel. But also, somewhere deep inside, I wanted to prove to myself that I could stay still for once — to belong somewhere, even if only for a while.

Performing as soloist with Argentine violist Silvina Álvarez and the Buenos Aires Philharmonic at *La Usina del Arte*. A full house and a true pleasure to share the stage in such a special concert.

The last few years, however, were different. They became a time of introspection — quieter on the outside, yet filled with inner restlessness. I couldn’t find peace easily; emotions I had long avoided began to surface. It was uncomfortable, but necessary — a stage that taught me that growth often begins in stillness and unease.

Then came the pandemic, which deepened that stillness and turned it into reflection. Slowly, reflection became change. And at some point, I realized it was time to move again — not out of restlessness this time, but out of clarity.

My last concert in Buenos Aires couldn’t have been a better farewell. It coincided with the Filarmónica’s invitation to the legendary Martha Argerich and the maestro Charles Dutoit — who truly makes magic with his baton. That week of music was pure joy. Under his direction, the orchestra sounded more inspired than ever. Experiencing that was one of the most meaningful moments of my ten years in Buenos Aires — the perfect way to close a chapter and begin the next one on the right note.

My last concert in Argentina was unforgettable — performing with the Buenos Aires Philharmonic under Maestro Charles Dutoit at Teatro Colón in 2022. A truly meaningful way to close that chapter of my life.

Leaving Buenos Aires was painful, not because I wanted to escape, but because it marked the end of a chapter that had shaped me profoundly. I didn’t leave out of failure or disillusionment — I left because transformation had quietly begun, and it needed space to unfold.

Growth is not linear. Sometimes it’s slow, silent, or disguised as loss. But now, looking back, I can say that I left Argentina at the exact right moment — ready to begin the next chapter of my story, which I’ll share in my next post.

I carry deep gratitude for those ten years — for the city, the experiences, and the people who remain part of my life no matter where I go.