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I went to the BU production of The Laramie Project last week. It was as intense as I remembered; the actors were quite good. I liked what they did with the set, which was a sort of tryptich of open rectangles with some chairs in the middle, and a screen for slides above and behind the main acting area.
And Monday I saw The Interpreter, which I thought rather good. The odd part, though, was seeing the same message twice in two days, in both places, about how one has to forgive to be able to get on with one's life. They came at it from different angles, one letting the criminal have to live with what he's done while not staining the hands of the bereaved, while the other is more about the bereaved, how killing the murderer is justice, but ensures a lifetime of grief and being caught up with that one act, rather than moving on with one's life. Either way, the actions are similar, and it struck me that this is something not usually discussed. Go and get the one who's done wrong, certainly. But forgiveness, while theoretically a good thing, doesn't seem to make it into the real world much (current US politics, anyone?). And that could stand to change.
I walked to some of the North Cambridge Open Studios yesterday (it's too early in the year to be so hot while overcast!), and discovered a lovely area I hadn't really noticed before.
As is often the case, looking at people's spaces was at least as interesting as seeing their art, and there were a lot of apartments that were nice. The one space that stood out for me was a garage converted into a studio, that had lots of light and space, plus a nice big sink for washing up after painting. Definitely a room of her own.
The art that I particularly liked included (#22) Janet Hobbs' watercolors, which were precise, and fantastic (in the "fantasy" sense), with lovely colors; and (#23) Bud Quincy's wood sculptures, sinuous and enticing (the first one at the entrance, with the belly button, wow)(and they were cooking food for those coming by their house; I didn't try the stuffed mushrooms, of course, but it was really sweet).
And I got to see some public art I hadn't seen before, including Brickworker and Ballplayer (that I'd read about)(at Rindge Field), Patchwork Oasis (at Sheridan Square), and the butterflies on a park's entrance, etched into stone (at Cedar and Dudley Streets)(one of the untitled works). Maybe it was just because there weren't a huge number of artists to fit on the map, but it was nice they listed lots of public art to visit as well.
I found a new energy bar-type snack at Trader Joe's, that was not only hechshered (pareve), but also gluten free, soy free, uncooked, unprocessed, no added sugar, non-gmo, and vegan. Plus one flavor of the Larabar was ginger snap. How could I not try it?
And it was pretty good, too, if you like ginger, nuts, and dates (the ingredients are dates, almonds, pecans, ginger, cinnamon, and cloves), which I do. Not that I'd eat them a lot, and they don't really stick together in bar form, but they'd be useful for a bike snack. Side note: the other two flavors were apple pie and blueberry pie. I might try them sometime.
And Monday I saw The Interpreter, which I thought rather good. The odd part, though, was seeing the same message twice in two days, in both places, about how one has to forgive to be able to get on with one's life. They came at it from different angles, one letting the criminal have to live with what he's done while not staining the hands of the bereaved, while the other is more about the bereaved, how killing the murderer is justice, but ensures a lifetime of grief and being caught up with that one act, rather than moving on with one's life. Either way, the actions are similar, and it struck me that this is something not usually discussed. Go and get the one who's done wrong, certainly. But forgiveness, while theoretically a good thing, doesn't seem to make it into the real world much (current US politics, anyone?). And that could stand to change.
I walked to some of the North Cambridge Open Studios yesterday (it's too early in the year to be so hot while overcast!), and discovered a lovely area I hadn't really noticed before.
As is often the case, looking at people's spaces was at least as interesting as seeing their art, and there were a lot of apartments that were nice. The one space that stood out for me was a garage converted into a studio, that had lots of light and space, plus a nice big sink for washing up after painting. Definitely a room of her own.
The art that I particularly liked included (#22) Janet Hobbs' watercolors, which were precise, and fantastic (in the "fantasy" sense), with lovely colors; and (#23) Bud Quincy's wood sculptures, sinuous and enticing (the first one at the entrance, with the belly button, wow)(and they were cooking food for those coming by their house; I didn't try the stuffed mushrooms, of course, but it was really sweet).
And I got to see some public art I hadn't seen before, including Brickworker and Ballplayer (that I'd read about)(at Rindge Field), Patchwork Oasis (at Sheridan Square), and the butterflies on a park's entrance, etched into stone (at Cedar and Dudley Streets)(one of the untitled works). Maybe it was just because there weren't a huge number of artists to fit on the map, but it was nice they listed lots of public art to visit as well.
I found a new energy bar-type snack at Trader Joe's, that was not only hechshered (pareve), but also gluten free, soy free, uncooked, unprocessed, no added sugar, non-gmo, and vegan. Plus one flavor of the Larabar was ginger snap. How could I not try it?
And it was pretty good, too, if you like ginger, nuts, and dates (the ingredients are dates, almonds, pecans, ginger, cinnamon, and cloves), which I do. Not that I'd eat them a lot, and they don't really stick together in bar form, but they'd be useful for a bike snack. Side note: the other two flavors were apple pie and blueberry pie. I might try them sometime.