Friday, May 22, 2009
Twelfth Night is Toast
Or not. It was an entertaining romp of a play and now it's over. We ended with Feste on the stage, singing a little nonsensical ditty, lots of married people hugging and drinking offstage, and Malvolio cursing everyone as he ran off into the sunset. Who could ask for a better ending?
After the end of the play, we continued on with our fearless cutting of magazines for the Trace Your Body Project. We'll (hopefully) complete this project next week.
Have a happy, safe LONG weekend!