I went to see Cats last night in one of the grand old theaters in downtown Pittsburgh. While I photographed the marquee just to note that I was there, I really liked this photo of the view of the intersection taken from the elevator in the parking garage, eight floors up. You just never know where you’ll find an interesting photo.
I really love Andrew Lloyd Webber, T.S. Eliot has been one of my favorite poets since college, I’ve read and re-read Old Possum’s Book of Practical Cats, and I am a cat person in general, so after all these years I’ve finally come to the convergence of all these things I really like. But I was disappointed in the show; perhaps it was this production, but it neither felt like the book nor like an enjoyable regalia of a bunch of stray cats, even the costumes weren’t convincing. It’s always enjoyable to be out at the theater, though.