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I think I just went to my first ever Latin Mass. I thought it was special for the William Byrd Festival, but I guess it's weekly. This means everyone else knew what they were doing, and I didn't. Latin responses aside, there were a few differences in tradition. They bowed in the middle of the Profession of Faith, and genuflected before receiving Communion, not after. (And some of them were very expansive in bowing and making the cross.) And, they didn't touch their heart at the consecration of the Eucharist.
I might check it out next week, just to see what the regular music's like. William Byrd's Mass For Four Voices was beautiful. Also, I think since this week's special, Mass was said by the retired bishop of Christchurch, New Zealand. Latin with a Kiwi accent! I also don't think I've ever seen Mass led by a bishop in full regalia, with mitre and crozier and everything.
Today was full of options. I chose to go downtown, where supposedly a coffee shop held weekly figure drawing sessions. Turns out that this week, it was across the street at a booth in a block party. (It wasn't a nude figure drawing!) The music was a little too boom boomy for me, so I passed. However, since I'd trekked downtown, I figured I'd enjoy myself, and wandered towards the waterfront. That's how I discovered the huge outdoor market they have every Saturday. I found a nice dress for half off, which manages to simultaneously make me look cute and fat. I put it and my pearl earrings on when I got home, for church.
(I love my clip-on pearl earrings. They are instant class. If by class, you mean, the 1950s.
Tomorrow, I plan on going to an open choral concert at the Portland Opera, and possibly the final concert of the William Byrd Festival.
(And what did I do yesterday? Yesterday, I went to the free night at the art museum. Continuing today's religious theme, Robert Crumb's Book of Genesis is awesome. It's a paradox, because it's a reverent depiction by an artist who's very creation of it makes it automatically irreverent.)
I might check it out next week, just to see what the regular music's like. William Byrd's Mass For Four Voices was beautiful. Also, I think since this week's special, Mass was said by the retired bishop of Christchurch, New Zealand. Latin with a Kiwi accent! I also don't think I've ever seen Mass led by a bishop in full regalia, with mitre and crozier and everything.
Today was full of options. I chose to go downtown, where supposedly a coffee shop held weekly figure drawing sessions. Turns out that this week, it was across the street at a booth in a block party. (It wasn't a nude figure drawing!) The music was a little too boom boomy for me, so I passed. However, since I'd trekked downtown, I figured I'd enjoy myself, and wandered towards the waterfront. That's how I discovered the huge outdoor market they have every Saturday. I found a nice dress for half off, which manages to simultaneously make me look cute and fat. I put it and my pearl earrings on when I got home, for church.
(I love my clip-on pearl earrings. They are instant class. If by class, you mean, the 1950s.
Tomorrow, I plan on going to an open choral concert at the Portland Opera, and possibly the final concert of the William Byrd Festival.
(And what did I do yesterday? Yesterday, I went to the free night at the art museum. Continuing today's religious theme, Robert Crumb's Book of Genesis is awesome. It's a paradox, because it's a reverent depiction by an artist who's very creation of it makes it automatically irreverent.)