Went to see the touring production of Ovo by Cirque du Soleil last night. It was wonderful – as usual. CdS shows always give me the impression that I’ve had the opportunity to visit a strange and colorful other world. It’s the classic magical kingdom, just around the corner – through the looking glass – or wherever. There is always a celebration in that new world just as we arrive – but the celebration is not about us. There may be a coming of age, a passing of the torch, perhaps a relationship being born. We are invited to watch from the edges.
Cirque du Soleil’s spirits, beings, or whatever are powerful and dangerous – but also playful. The boundary at the edge of the stage is there for our protection as well as theirs. The beings in the Cirque world can see us – and in the best moments of acting they are as bemused and curious about us as we are about them.
This was the conclusion of a really good day. We ate at Center Street Cafe, picked up our farm share, pruned some deadwood off the trees over the driveway, canned my cherry concoction, made the first gazpacho of the season, and so on. It actually feels like summertime.
