Bowing, Bowing, Bowing...

All I have to say in this post is that bowing may be the death of me. It seems that I just can't quite get the hang of bowing, and keep regressing every time I think I am getting somewhere. Granted, I know that I took about two weeks off for traveling, so I have to rebuild what little skill I had grasped in the month I had been bowing, but oy gevalt! I understand now why people get so extremely frustrated with this instrument. If I didn't love it and get such pure satisfaction and joy from playing and practicing, I would probably chuck the bow out the window. It's amazing how complicated it actually is to apply the right pressure and angles to keep the bow from screeching, hitting the wrong strings, or sliding every where--this will take months to grasp, years to improve, and a lifetime to perfect...