Did manage to get to the Helena Almeida show, although it has to be said at break neck speed as my babysitter got the time mixed up and came half an hour late. The show didn’t disappoint and you can read my review on the interface section of this site. I met a fellow Salisbury artist there and the two of us mulled over the MA question again, (she also has children), how to obtain equipment (ie. projection, camera, laptop etc) with no funds and the need to fill in gaps in our technical skills etc. etc. We left alas without the very reasonably priced and rather lovely book produced for the show – the coffers are low in both our camps.
The next time we bumped into eachother was on the streets of Salisbury where I was being reprimanded by a Roman centurian. Thousands attended a re-enactment of the Passion through the city streets with hundreds of actors, Roman chariots, burning torches etc and finishing with the Ressurection in the Catherdral. At each stage the bishop narrated the scene with one particularly moving explanation of the importance of the Pieta in art etc with the composition reneacted with actors by torchlight in the cathedral grounds.
The wait on the cathedral floor for the final scene was well worth the sore backside and we momentarily forgot our soggy feet and damp clothes when everyone broke into spontaneous applause at the point of the Resurrection with the choir, I swear,sounding so beautiful it took your breath away.
Anyway, the whole shebang overran in time and alas the chippie was shut but I think even the children felt like this injustice was somewhat superflous in the light of what we had just seen and we went home without complaint.
oh – and the tile adhesive has dried at last so a great Easter all round.
