I'm recovering from Wilma. There's lots to say but I only have a few minutes of internet time so it will have to wait. Suffice to say, I'm still in the dark (as are 400,000 of my fellow Miamians). We are using a generator to conduct rehearsals.
The Show Must Go On!
More later.....
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No matter where in the world you go, theaters are all the same. For an artist on the road, this universal truth is sometimes the only sense of continuity you get...the tune, the lights dimming, the feel of the seat against your back. This is a blog about the performing arts...but it is also about finding home and community in a wayfaring life.
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3 comments:
Despite the diaster you sound much better. There are a lot of people thinking of you. Much love, Mom
good you are there!!!
My son, in Hollywood, says it's pretty miserable. He is heading back to Indiana tomorrow.. Yippee.
The cat is okay too, right?
Thanks for the thoughts Priscilla. The cat is fine. He was asking for food as the hurricane was raging.
Keturah
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