After showing my companion the first minute or so of my composition, she remarked that the music was inhibiting her breathing. This comment hurled me and the music in a completely opposite direction to the one I had intended. This piece, originally called totem, was going to be my attempt to reflect on the art works of the Canadian painter’s collective, The Group of Seven. I suppose at the time I was feeling reminiscent of the Canadian wilderness after spending the previous summer months near Algonquin Park. My forest experiences, however, were no match for the impact of living in Paris, France. I believe this piece is more a commentary on life in a big city than a reflection of anything natural; hence the title If….in Paris. In this piece, as in any large city, there are moments of inhibited breathing, noise pollution, traffic drone, routine routine routine, aggressive pushing and empty early-morning streets. Are we always so influenced by the environment in which we live?