What do you think about serbia?

I just directed a play that takes place in Zrenjanin. It really blew my mind. At the end of the play I have the performers do something that doesn't usually happen at the end of the play. The responses to this are wild and interesting, some feel it is degrading, some feel it is hopeless, some feel it is hopeful. I just know that the energy of what happens at the end of this play matches the energy of the play itself. I do think it works, but it is so complicated as to why it works. I'm still processing much of this work, which seems to me to be more psychic than anything else. Weird, right, who thinks of directing a play as a psychic experience. But how else could I envisage this?





it's not just about those two guys, I swear... those are just some photos that I like.

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my daughter tried to spend the night tonight at a friends. she is 6yo. I was on a business call when she ran up to me and begged to spend the night. I needed to finish the call. But I did agree it would be fun. She would be at a neighbors house right down the street. While I was on the phone, she packed and took off. I didn't get a chance to talk to her! There are different rules at people's houses, different beds, different routines, etc. It was her first time spending the night anywhere other than her grandmother's house...

anyway, on a walk back from walgreen's with my 3yo we stopped and talked to the neighbors where she was spending the night... they were on the porch, it was a beautiful night...
and suddenly she was crying, and we were taking her home, I don't know if she heard our voices or just was suddenly homesick. I felt so bad for her, she was so disappointed in herself... but I felt like I had let her down as well but not talking with her about this milestone event. Her first sleep over! Oh she was upset, crying, carrying on. I made her a warm vanilla and my husband played the guitar for her and she went to sleep.

She seems so mature in other areas. As sad as her dejection was, I felt an odd happiness in bringing her home and putting her to bed the way she loves to be put to bed. I was also glad that this didn't happen at 3am. But I never thought for a moment that she wouldn't be able to spend the night away from us, even down the street.



here's my little snowflake.
that's at her recital. what a whirlwind getting out of school was. she went to her school picnic, then a small break before her recital (I got her and her brother to fall asleep in the car... hoo boy SCORE!) Then the recital which her grandparents from CA made it just in time for her to dance! And the music stopped and she was so confused. What a great dancer though. She's such a leader. She gets herself set up then all the other girls sort of arrange themselves around her. Nice. Then the rest of her weekend and beyond was visiting and traveling with her grandparents and her little brother and other extended family. Zoo. Picnic. Brunch. Then, suddenly, after being here since friday, they leave and BAM: It's SUMMER. And boy howdy is it. The phone starts ringing at 8:30 am!