Tuesday, January 4, 2011

The Egg

Finally went to the Egg, or to give it it's proper name The National Centre for Performing Arts. Designed by Paul Andreu and opened three years ago to much fanfare, it's made of titanium and glass and sits in the middle of a lake, a block west of Tiananmen Square. It's quite hard to figure out how to get in, but finally Liz and I found the entrance which takes you under the water.

We saw Northern Ballet's production of Madame Butterfly. Slightly odd seeing British dancers dressing up as Japanese on a Chinese stage, but it was great. Good set, costumes, lighting, some interesting additions to the Puccini score and a pretty spectacular harakiri at the end.