On Sunday, we went to the Kennedy Center to see a performance of Hair. I had only ever seen the movie version, so this was my first time seeing it live. The part that caught me off guard was how different the plots of the movie and the stage production were. It was a very engaging performance, filled with great music and constant action on stage. At times, the plot was hard to follow and sometimes the music was so loud that we couldn’t hear what the performers were singing. Despite this, it was a great performance.
Outside of the hall, there was a person playing the harp while another person rode it like a bicycle.
Sometimes I don't understand art.
Sometimes I don't understand art.
Pre-show, right before I was yelled at for taking pictures.
In the main entrance, there were tables lined up with around 50 piles of rice that varied in size. The piles of rice portrayed statistics and populations from around the world. Some of the piles depicted the population of New York City, how many troops have died in the war in Afghanistan, poverty levels, incarceration levels, and various other statistics. These numbers are generally very abstract in our minds and it was startling to see some of them visually represented.
I am one of those grains of rice.
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