“A pair of shoes can change your life. Just ask Cinderella.”

It’s dance, it’s acrobatics juggling acting painting humor. It’s completely unique and it’s amazing. Last night at Do-Jump I laughed and sighed and even misted up with the beauty of a Chagall brought to life. It’s the only time I have ever seen a performance and said to myself: “I MUST find a way to contribute to this group and while it can’t be money right now maybe it can be sewing or painting costumes or stuffing envelopes- anything to foster the work of this wildly talented and creative group of people. “

 

    

That having been said. Google them DO JUMP and you  will maybe get a teensy idea of what they do but it’s something you  really must see for yourself. Jim wore basic black I wore copper and black – the silk cocoon top he gave me for Valentines Day last year along with the burnished gold gingko pin. My first articles of clothing from  Portland when we were here last February scoping it all out.  And the Newmark theatre is another Portland gem. It was another perfect night and abi topped it all off by vomiting on the carpet on Jim’s side of the bd after we fell asleep. Good thing he heard it because he would have stepped in cold vomit when he got up to pee = not a pretty thought.

 

And a trustworthy source said we had a great pink streaked sky of a sunrise but I happily missed it. I slept till 9 am.