The holiday season doesn't conjure thoughts of insulation, drywall, and building materials for most Americans. But when you've survived Hurricane Harvey and are trying to make your house a home again, the idea of having walls and floors again in anticipation of the holidays is pretty exciting.
I got a call from my mother today asking what kind of potatoes I wanted with Thanksgiving dinner and whether I wanted green bean casserole on the menu. Does anyone else get calls like this? It was a good indicator that the holiday season is officially upon us.
Save the sea turtles! That's just what the South Carolina Aquarium is trying to do. This type of work isn't a new endeavor for the staff and volunteers at the aquarium, but it's recently reached a whole new level with the opening of the Zucker Family Sea Turtle Recovery. Last week I had the opportunity to visit the recovery for the first time, and, wow, I was impressed!
Accompanied by live musicians in the background of the stage, Maria Pagés and company gave us a breathtaking performance and left us foot-tapping in our seats with their one-and-a-half hour flamenco adaptation of the famous opera, Carmen. Pagés, who grew up in Seville, Spain and is famous for her modern interpretation of flamenco, not only choreographed the performance by was also the principal dancer in Yo, Carmen.
Stomp, (clap, clap, clap) stomp, (clap, clap) stomp, stomp,….olé! “Have we been transported to sunny Spain?” I asked myself. Unfortunately, no.
What do San Quentin State Prison and the Dock Street Theatre have in common? They've both been venues for performances of Samuel Beckett's play Waiting for Godot. On November 19th, 1957, about five years after the play debuted in Paris, a nervous group of actors waited behind a curtain in the prison dining hall getting ready to present the first live production there in over forty years. They had chosen the work mainly because it did not require any female actors (you can imagine the difficulty in using women actors at a maximum security prison).
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Sometimes I feel a little guilty as a Charlestonian transplant. It’s true. Our traffic is worse than it used to be. But how can you avoid falling in love with this place?