witness

what i've seen you've probably already witnessed. come back soon I'll show you what I got...

recently, I've been to the theatre. saw A Number presented by Next Theatre Company. My second Caryl Churchill play. this was far superior to the production of Top Girls put on by a fellow MFA student. Churchill, however, is far superior to most so any production of one of her plays is going to engage. A Number did; even though I was in the back row, the characters inhabited by these two actors touched my soul. What is A Number and how many of us are there? What is family and who are our parents? In 60 minutes, Churchill binds us to many questions that may never leave our minds. I drove home in silent awe; contented I am able to be around for such things.

i also spent a night at Steppenwolf, where they presented After the Quake, an adaptation of two of Murakami's short stories by Frank Galati. This "story theater" production was best summed up by the man sitting in front of me who turned to his wife as they got up to leave the upstairs theatre and said "it was like a bedtime story". one of the best I've ever been told. already a fan of the novelist and playwright, I shouldn't be surprised, but when a piece is done so well, i can't help but take a moment to reflect on how great this life is.