It is the week of strings chamber music at HPAC. In the large rehearsal room, usually filled to the brim with winds and brass and percussion, the chairs of the morning sextet rehearsal face the chairs of the afternoon conductor-less orchestra. There is plenty of room for waltzing about if one felt inclined to do so. And it feels as though we are; our bodies fill the void of the conductor's hands and awaken to the sound of the music they are making. An energy bubbles from within, taking form in those who are creating it.