There are stories that are not even stories, they're memories, only memories . . .
One must always remember
the first rainstorm of the season.
Don't open an umbrella.
Let the life fall on your body.
Happiness is like rain, it arrives instantaneously
and then it goes away when it wants.
That kind of memory never fades.
Once in a while you come across a work of art that stirs your emotions, that makes you pine nostalgically for days past.
I enjoyed Rain by Cirque Éloize so much.
I love director Daniele Finzi Pasca's approach of using subtle, artful melancholy to invoke nostalgia. The show is simple but the results are beautiful and moving.
I really hope to see the new Éloize show Nebbia soon. Even if it is just more of the same, it's a style that really appeals to me.
