The love story of Frederic Chopin and George Sand is like life, full of contradictions.
He, introverted, delicate, ponderous, secret. She, vibrant, energetic, intellectual, determined. Both had something in common: they were vulnerable to beauty.
When they met, they already had a name in the Parisian society of the mid-nineteenth century. George Sand was a renowned intellectual and writer, Chopin a musical genius, and they fell in love.
It is said that from the beginning a relationship of maternal and filial dependence was generated between them, which became stronger and stronger over the years.
Years later, after their separation, Chopin falls terminally ill. George Sand, aware of his imminent end, goes to the composer’s house to say goodbye, but his sister does not allow her to see him.
This is the starting point of The Nocturnes: the words not said, the embraces not given, the lost glances, the non-farewell of a love sustained over time.
‘The Nocturnes’ alludes not only to the composer’s sublime pieces, but also to his life together with the French writer, spending endless nights awake composing music that would become eternal.
As Joaquín Achúcarro said: “Bach speaks to the universe, Beethoven to humanity, and Chopin to each one of us”.
When we listen to Chopin’s Nocturnes there is something of an inner movement, of a caress, of a hopeful embrace. It is a direct contact with the soul, the Nocturnes are not only music, they are poetry.