Thursday, February 17, 2005

" a night at the chinese opera "

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i think it particularly fantastic that 45 minutes of a chinese opera can completely make your night. and what a crappy night i had up until then:

waking up at 5.45 to do a friend a photographic graduation favor, getting to work at 9.15 only to discover no one was there yet, staring blankly at my computer for hours and hours, deconstruction of the workplace at 14.00, the list goes on.

but at night, when all was looking its busy crap-crap-crappiest, i was sent out on-location to shoot some photos of a streetside chinese opera. yay!

with painted faces and overexaggerated beautiful movements, the performers owned the tiny stage next to one of the many chinese shrines in bangkok. bright fluorescent lighting glowed in an odd telling harmony with the flickering of the candles at the altar.

and kids! all these little happy kids in their pajamas dangling their tiny legs and smiling all grinny and huge. they were loving it, and i was loving them for loving it. i was awash in a sea of happiness and simple-life acts of quasi-normalcy.

blisses rarely come in screechy high-pitched jutting dance-steppery with overaccentuated eye makeup form, but mine did tonight. wheeeeeeeee!

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