I'd always taken to theater & worked with the stage performances throughout most of my college years. While working in town, & because of that, waiting on public transportation each afternoon & evening very nearby the larger theaters, I happened to see advertisements on a digital monitor (& therefore flashing its info at me đ). Well, I was standing there, probably crocheting all the while, & this digital advertisement continued on for weeks, likely much longer.
So, yes, I became interested. In my defense, I believe I was interested regardless. This show was highlighted. A co-worker at the time ignorantly referred to it as the "Pots & Pans" show. I liked that co-worker for other reasons, so I managed to trudge on through rolling my eyes & shaking my head to myself. A friend was willing to see the show with me & called in for tickets. The show was SO good that this DVD showed up under the Christmas Tree for me by the time December rolled around again.
It's an unbelievable performance, as some might say of "nothing". No spoken words; lots of movement. A "workout" of expression. Pure beauty.
This Spring, about a month ago during the musical-performances-at-high-schools big season, I had the privilege of attending another show which I'd not yet seen. This happened, quite by chance, as many of the better things in life do... As when I managed to catch up with a friend over a too-long postponed lunch, she mentioned that her son, now as a freshman in high school, would be part of the cast of this show. I explained how I'd love to see it, was glad she mentioned it, & fully intended to attend. All I knew when we parted ways that day from our late lunch/early dinner was that the show's performances were scheduled for the week or so before I'd be heading out of state for my back-to-back marathons. I still, very much, wanted to go & intended to go to one of the performances.
I made sure that as the month grew longer I found out exactly which days the show would be & my friend explained when she thought her family would be attending in support. That part shifted a few times due to family illness & ultimately, I knew, I'd be best off to just attend on opening night - solo - or risk missing the show entirely.
One of my friend's last text messages to me, earlier in the school week, had been something like, "You don't have to go. It's not a problem if you don't make it." Obviously she'd not registered my high beams of excitement over getting to see the performance - especially as I'd never see the show (& therefore I was not as familiar with the storyline as I could've been).
When I texted her during intermission sharing that her son was doing a great job & how fun it is to see the school kids' talent & how those adult educators in charge manage to prepare the cast & crew & all of the their costumes.
She responded back that she didn't know I'd be there that night & that I should take pictures. This, as I was sitting down in my vehicle to leave the parking lot after the show finished. It had been a long show - & it had that intermission too. So I called her. She exclaimed about how I'd gone & she'd not known. We kindly discussed about how I'd mentioned my interest & that she'd just not realized I truly meant I wanted to see the production.
After all, she'd been ill & hadn't even been to work all that week. Other family members were having important surgeries & testing rescheduled. She was off the hook - a Very. Proud. Mama. that her boy had taken to her liking quite a bit. She's a fan of the theater too. Just like me. Another bit of progress in our friendship: Learning that we'd be able to make good companions for one another to visit the theater together. And she knows of another nearby theater with lower, fairer rates.
All of this because I made it a point to see it through & enjoy myself doing something that greatly interests me. đ
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