alinait has been fun.
after attending two workshops, i'm in love with felting. designs appear in my head, colours, shapes. i enjoyed the subtle layering of fibers, and working with wool. i have no idea what i'd do with my pieces--i'm not into making bags or hats (yet?) i'm going to order some wool and some basic supplies soon.
the multicultural concert / coffee house yesterday was lovely, and the kids had the space to run around and enjoy the music and the atmosphere.
tonight i went to see The Room by Harold Pinter, and everyone's performances were impressive. i loved the play, the seeming absurdity of it, and the haunting mood. when it was over, i couldn't quite connect the dots, couldn't absorb all of it to make any sense, and was left with the feeling of loneliness and discomfort. as i walked home lines from the play ran through my head, and when i was putting the kids to bed it all came together for me. the realisation what the play was about hit me. it was sudden, and somewhat unexpected, and evoked deep sadness in me.
we still have a concert to go tomorrow, and, of course, the canada day festivities and open air concerts.
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