This is a web site about love, beauty and inspiration. It is about the extraordinary life of Georgina Grosvenor, a musician.

Rarely has a single person influenced so many lives in such a short time. Friends, strangers, teachers, and students, all felt the invisible touch of her passion for life and her ageless beauty. She made good men strive to be better men, and inspired strong women to be sincere and open. Noble at heart she was guided by romantic notions of honor and love that had survived the calculated cruelty of modern society and the faceless relentlessness of her illness. Full of energy and driven by emotions pure and unconcealed she amplified every experience shared with other people. A single encounter with her striking personality was enough to etch a vivid image of transcendental beauty and sweet childish curiosity in one's mind.

Georgina's viola playing conveyed the same beauty and passion that she was so blessed with. Her art was feminine and heartfelt. She brought life to music; she believed in it. The story of her life reflected the richness of the music she played. Even though she was let down by the very people she helped - the quartet she founded, and stricken with an illness unforgiving and inexorable, she did not give up but continued on inspired by her viola playing and her passion for helping people and children forgotten by society.

Georgina died on August 16th of 2003. She died rich with memories, friends, lovers, and emotions. She died young and beautiful and this is how she will be remembered. The image of her glowing skin and smiling blue eyes is still floating through the fabric of time. Her laughter is still echoing above the worn benches of Naples in New Haven, where her spirit flows along the inscriptions on the old wooden tables, intertwined with the misty aroma of coffee and the intoxicating feeling of being young and free. She is back to the world where she belongs, the world of bards and poets, beautiful courtesans and brave knights, where honor and beauty reign uncontested, where the sounds of her viola raise to the lines of glorious poems, where she is admired, where she is finally free.