Fog and Gateways and Life, Moving on . . .
All through the night, the freighter sitting within a few hundred metres of my bedroom has been sounding its foghorn. This is a very loud foghorn. Luckily, I was tired enough that I slept through…
View PostAll through the night, the freighter sitting within a few hundred metres of my bedroom has been sounding its foghorn. This is a very loud foghorn. Luckily, I was tired enough that I slept through…
View PostLest the whole opera thing is fooling you that I live a terribly glam life (ha!), here’s the current view from my kitchen — if one looks up. That’s a lot of sky, eh? Great…
View PostAs promised, some of the photos from the backstage tour arranged for those of us Blogging at the Opening Night, World Premiere, of the Vancouver Opera’s Lillian Alling. But before I tell you what caught…
View PostWow! That was so stirring, not only the opera with its powerful music or the encompassing scenery, the huge visuals, the love stories and the mysteries revealed, but simply the notion that an opera can…
View PostIntermission time, and there’s a real buzz in the lobby now as people compare impressions. But my first task is to admit an embarrassing mistake I made in my earlier posts: it’s Lillian (double “l”)…
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