The love of art

Tomorrow my little sister Hannah is auditioning for "So you think you can dance". Whatever happens, I'm so happy she is giving it a shot. I'm glad she is being brave and going after her dream. She is such a beautiful, sweet girl, and she is really an amazing dancer. I'm not just saying that as a sister, I sort of can't believe how good she is. I'm so proud of her and know that dancing is what makes her truly happy. I love chasing the dream. Shit, I'm 30 and have no intention of stopping....just shifting a little. I love my sister so much. My sisters. Love them both. Miss them both.
Cat took me to see Wicked Recently. WOW. I cried about 6 times. When I see people living their dream, a dream that most people think might be too far fetched, it gets me. I cried because it was beyond amazing. The costumes , the singing, the story. I cried because I thought it was amazing that some person sat down and wrote this musical. I cried because I thought of all the hours, tears and sweat these people put into this show, I cried because it truly moved me. As we were leaving I turned to Cat and said "I want to go again". Jenni and her girlfriend saw it last night...FRONT ROW. She said she could see their sweat. . . I'm a little jealous, but SO grateful I was able to see it. I saw "The Color Purple" in NYC and I swore it changed my life. I feel the same about Wicked. Maybe I was meant to be a broadway star?!!!! ; )

There was also a mistake in our show during the song Popular. Glenda tried to jump on the bed but didn't make it and the witch started laughing and they had to do some ad-lib . I'm not sure everyone caught it, but I did. And I loved it. That to me is how you define a true artist. Things don't always go as planned and you have to improvise .
I can't wait to go see another show and cry my face off . I love the arts!!!

I also recently went to the Moma museum to see the Richard Avedon photos. They were beautiful. I had no idea you could take pictures until I was in the last set of the exhibit so I snapped this one of Janis Joplin



And speaking of beautiful things, check out Cats bike! For our anniversary I got her new tires and a new chain:



And she got me a tattoo. My grandpa isn't going to be very happy. Last time I was home he told me to STOP getting tattoos. I said I wasn't going to get anymore, but apparently I did. I hate to disappoint my elders! But then again, Everyone I'm going to grow old with is covered in them so we'll all be wrinkly old tattooed broads together.