A performance

an exhibition opening,

and a debate,

 all at the same venue

and in the same evening.

A concert

where I usually watch performances.

A great fan

of all these hanging people. You know, what I mean... Not of actually hanging people, but of the was these hanging people fit into the performance. 

A concert

with so many guests I didn't even get to see all of them.

After translating

9 hours straight I had the pleasure of going to see a totally unrelated double bill. First I saw a dance performance Profile and Punishment (which reminded me I should read Crime and Punishment one of these days), where the main thread of the conversation outside of the performance was the review they received which was the butt of many a joke.

After that I went a floor lower and a few doors down the corridor to watch Tesla trying to design a time traveling machine. Of course, he sought help in conversations with Einstein, Newton, Galileo, Marie Curie and Darwin (Which made me think I need to read some of their stuff also - I read something by Einstein and Darwin already, so any ideas for the others?)

Ahhh... It's Sunday....

My day off ...
So what do you do on your day off?
I started it off with a bit of translation. I am so far behind with it all I have a feeling somebody it 7201 AD built a time travelling machine, just so he could send me back to 491 BC so I could be further behind. No, wait, but that would mean I have got much more time to finish my translations that need to be handed in by December 2014. And you know what that means, don't you? It means I have more time to take photos. So off I go to my (yes, I feel at home there now, so I might just as well call it my) local theatre and take a portrait of an up and coming young director.

After that I put a bunch of talented young actors and a producer in my newly MOT-ed car (oh it is good to have a road worthy car again) and we drove off to the country side (it was Sunday after all), where we met up with one of our mates and spent some quality time together.  

Even though it was Sunday, we could not behave like it was Sunday all day. We headed back to the theatre for some serious rehearsals (and as we learnt how to be proper swines, we might have hung one or two passersby who did not show full cooperation, but that is what the country seems to be teaching us to do).

Late in the evening (well you know, for a day off, late in the evening), when the rehearsals were finished I wanted to take another portrait of Nina, sitting on the stage set up for her performance, and luckily for me she was kind enough to humor me, so here it is.

After all this I had to go home to bed, because guess what, tomorrow is just another working day.

Following

a performance full of violence, drugs, alcohol and odd characters

I went to a private viewing of an exhibition full of violence, drugs, alcohol and odd characters.

The evening

everybody spends reading children's books.

The performance

that makes you smile, 

  makes you want to kiss someone,

and makes you want to fall in love again.