the arts

We went to the ballet tonight. Enjoyed--no that is not sufficient--perhaps a better description would be that we were submerged in sensory hits.

The ballet performed The Four Temperaments and then they (the ballet) and a select group of local singers (including the drummer's girl) performed Carmina Burana. These works are not the ballet performing The Nutcracker. More like The Nutcracker on steroids and maybe LSD and without the 18th century dresses or knickers or children. So powerful. Maybe like Fight Club for ballet?

It was overwhelming--the colors and movement and music. Any one input--the starkly colored backgrounds, the orchestra, the fluidly moving artists, the grace, the strength, the voices accompanying the movement--any one of those would have been food enough.

But together they were almost overload. Almost. So moving.

So satisfying.