Alumnae Theatre Company’s production of The Drowning Girls closed on Saturday night to another packed house at the end of an incredible run – and I was lucky to be able to see it one last time before our closing night celebration at Betty’s and the inevitable set strike the following day.
I have to say, this was a sad strike for me. For some reason, I’m going to miss this set a lot. More paint under my fingernails today, but I don’t mind.
life with more cowbell 
Thanks for the lovely pix. Always sad to see a set come down, isn’t it? Even worse to be the one dismantling – it feels so wrong to rip it apart! Theatre is so fleeting….
Yep. Ed and I talked about this yesterday, how it goes up so painstakingly and gradually, but then gets torn down so quickly and unceremoniously.
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The title of this post says it all…