wash is slowly making himself at home and we've been enjoying his company.
i ushered again for ellen's friday show and greg met me there. this evening i was able to catch up with some friends i hadn't seen in awhile which made me happy. amelia's piece is the perfect opener for ellen (the dancers warm up to orchestra tunings and then as the music comes in they come together as an ensemble and present ellen . . who walks through them towards the audience. also, chanda and brynn and another dancer begin in the audience and join the main group onstage almost halfway through). alumnus krista also created a really fun and clever piece that took my breath away; both dances were . . . . exquisite, adept, whimsical, excellent . . lots of superlatives to scatter about here . . just wonderfully brilliant.
thank you, chanda, for my backstage pic.
greg and i walked home through wet streets (it must have rained during the concert), past the aids memorial which is lit up in neon for gay pride.
to wash, who came out from his cozy spot beneath the bed to grace us with his presence for a little while. (actually, we stopped and fed two neighborhood cats as a favor for chanda so she could go home early - the owners are away and she cat sits for them. i don't mind, these cats are so sweet. one is pudgy franklin and the other is shy orange tabby mert.)



















































