The story is what drew us.
The show, Silent Night, is based on the Christmas Truce, a series of spontaneous cease-fires along the Western front in World War I around Christmas 1914.
Words of Beauty, Goodness, and Truth, and Hope
Here at Glimsen, I share glimpses of the beauty around us—whether in nature, in the arts, or in the unexpected.
Lately, beauty of any kind can seem unexpected since we see and hear so much ugliness on TV and social media.
Today, as an antidote, perhaps, I want to offer up some words of beauty, goodness and truth, as well as hope.
Four Reasons to Love Theater
My husband and I have both been drawn to theater for years. I took some theater history classes in college, and he performed in a handful of community productions. We met when a big group of friends went to a play and then dinner afterward. When we married two years later, we merged our lives, our households, and our season tickets to the theater.
Here are a few reasons why I love theater and you might too:
The Girl in the Blue Hat Painting
Decorative Only
The Arts Center a few miles from our house holds a pottery sale every year in the spring and fall. My husband and I go every fall, often with an eye toward Christmas shopping. Bowls and cups of every shape and size, created by instructors and students, are offered for sale at very reasonable prices.
They're almost too reasonable, because we always bring home a piece or two.
A Fresco in Lugano
It was a gray, overcast morning as I walked along the waterfront of Lake Lugano through the Belvedere Gardens. Two rows of trees created a thick, green canopy overhead and a temporary shelter from the drizzle. In an hour or so, downtown Lugano would fill up with people everywhere: in the Gardens and shops, the sidewalk cafes, and pedestrian-only streets and plazas.
Pianist of Peace Stanton Lanier and an Arts-Filled Evening
The Color of Fall
It’s finally beginning to feel like fall here. The leaves have just started changing, and there’s a chill in the air.
Fall used to be one of my least favorite seasons because it means that summer is officially over, winter is coming, and orange, my least favorite color, is as ubiquitous as, well, pumpkin-flavored-everything.