The second performance was phenomenal... I think I speak for everyone when I say it was the best performance we ever had. I'm sure it was a combination of things, the magic of Colombia and their love for art tingling in our spines, and the sadness that we knew this would be the last time we would ever perform that play that we had all come to love so very much and had changed me more than I can describe, and the energy that we could feel from Lorca's presence in the theater.
In that performance, I found myself doing things differently than I had ever done them in our hundred rehearsals without even thinking of them, and I was more deeply moved and understood it more than I had before. By the end of the play, when Lorca accepts his death and we lift him into the air so he can ascend to the next level, I had tears streaming down my face and black rivers of eye liner and memories on my cheeks, because I knew that I would never do that again, but that I HAD, and it had changed me forever.