Mathilda started learning Au Clair de la Lune yesterday. We worked through the first four bars, after we'd done everything else. What was most interesting was not the fact that we were learning another new song, but the way in which she played while trying to fathom out the notes. Before, as soon as she's begun to concentrate on learning the notes to a new tune all sign of good playing technique has vanished: she's poked and prodded and bashed and the shoulders have hunched and the wrist dropped. Yesterday, it was all as good as her best playing, despite the fact she was thinking of a new tune and not about making a beautiful sound.
A new tune's mere icing on top of that growing technique.