the show went really well this past weekend.

the venue was beautiful.













we could look through the peephole from backstage and watch as the audience filled up the seats (I got so nervous that I couldnt watch anymore!)














my friend mbala told me that wayang kulit shows are very different in terms of scale - that they were not intended for human audiences, but for the gods.


































and all the mythic characters are legendary, recognized by everyone who attends.
the mighty warrior bima.


























the amazing princess arimbi - pre and post transformation.
















the incredible puppeteers.











































after the show i felt very emotional. almost so happy, but also very weepy.









i dont usually feel like that about the work i do, directing or acting or otherwise. there was something more to this, i think.










my friend rich says that there is magic in indonesia. no, for real - magic.
sometimes i think that art is my religion.
but - isnt that a wierd place to put art? or religion? or me?