Going in order of when they happened...
First: The first time I saw
The Year of Magical Thinking. I was shaking at the end of it.
Second: Closing performance of 110 in the Shade this past summer. I started crying during "Old Maid" and was sobbing by the end of the show.
Third:
Next to Normal. In general, but specifically on Tuesday this past week. I lost it during "A Light in the Dark", got it back together, and lost it again when I looked at Alice's face at the end of "So Anyway" just before Diana leaves. I really don't want to think about Sunday. I have a feeling
110 will pale in comparison.
Experience live theater. Experience paintings. Experience books. Live, look and listen like artists! ~ imaginethis
LIVE THAT LESSON!!!!!!