Frozen

It was a seriously COLD NIGHT.

We woke up this morning to a white house and a frozen bird bath.

And then we went to Jhb theatre, to see...................FIRE and ICE.

Billed as a contemporary ballet, set in a ghetto and a world premiere, by a guy called Redha -  powerful, wildly imaginative and poignantly beautiful.

I had been able to get cheap tickets, originally for the Tuesday performance, but this had been cancelled, and so we found ourselves, going to the "ballet", on Wednesday.

I put ballet in inverted commas.

Not so much. 

It was certainly powerful and imaginative......... it was really dramatic, and centered around a grandstand.  People popped up and down, along it, in the shadows, twisting and contorting their bodies, in amazing shapes. And the people were clearly VERY ANGRY !

The trouble was........ it went on for way too long. 

There was no real story line, or if there was, I wasn't smart enough to figure it out, so after the initial, wow factor - the popping up and down, in the shadows, actually became "boring".

It was an interesting day out, but not one I would repeat in a hurry.