The Bard Beckoned

Sometimes McCity has cool things to offer. I saw a production of Twelfth Night last night, performed on the lawn of Barrington Hall, a historic home in our area. Added bonus: The cast included one of our favorite bloggers, Scrivener.

The Pirate Scrivener opens the show

Both meanings of “cool” were in play last night.

The performance was lovely and funny, with wonderful costumes and one groovy soundtrack. (Scrivener, you must send me the songlist.) The cast was good. This is, I think, the players’ first or second season, but they come across as a seasoned group. I caught their spring production of Love’s Labour’s Lost, which I also enjoyed.

The performance at Barrington Hall

But, damn, it was cold last night for sitting outdoors in beach chairs. Being one helluva smart woman, I stopped at Target on the way and picked up a blanket. Fortified by margaritas, topped with hot chocolate and that fuzzy blanket, we were fine.

Dan, chilled and filled with ‘tude

Fun night. Probably the last outdoors night of the year. But the Halloween costume beckons for next weekend. Which persona shall I don?

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Art and Culture in the ’burbs

I spent Saturday in Roswell, spending scads of money and soaking up The Bard. We started at the arts festival on the square, spending much of the afternoon strolling through booths and enriching the local arts community. It was one of the best festivals I’ve been to in ages. There were several good artists showing great work. I found one beautiful, dramatic piece I’m considering in case I turn my reading room back into a dining room. Jayne bought three pieces, and each one looks beautiful on her walls. And the baubles! We both went nuts. I bought two fabulous necklaces, two great pairs of earrings, and a funky bracelet. Now I need new outfits to showcase them. I even got some sun ... but my hint of a tan has already faded.

That evening, we saw Love’s Labour's Lost, performed by the North Fulton Drama Club on the back lawn of Barrington Hall, across the street from the Roswell square. If I’m not mistaken, the North Fulton Drama Club is new, and this was their first production. They did a great job. The cast was really into it, and their enthusiasm and spirit of fun spilled into the audience. I thoroughly enjoyed the performance. I thought Scrivener, playing Holofernes, stole the show (sorry I forgot to yell “crab”) — or maybe that’s because he’s the only one I (virtually) knew in the cast. The production was set in 1963, which added a fun twist (and great music) to the farce. It was cool sitting in lawn chairs, enjoying the spring evening, and watching a Shakespeare play. A perfect end to a beautiful spring day.

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