this is my first blog so I have no idea what I am doing. But I wanted to try. Today, I cried after watching the movie . Not just any movie though. It was an opera performance from Salzburg, Austria; Cavalleria Rusticana by Mascagni and Pagliacci by Leoncavallo. It was a majestic performance and I cried at the end. Not because it was sad, but because of “the magic power of art”. I have to admit, it happened once before, after the performance of “Mamma Mia” in London, and my husband was surprised, ” There is nothing sad, what’s wrong?” There was nothing wrong, of course, it was a pure Art with the capital A.