Berkshire moments
Cat: asleep on the footrest, finally free of fleas
Shows: 1 more to go! and my Assistant's in charge
Weather: very pleasant
So I've got less than two weeks left here in the Berkshires. I don't feel ready to go back to New Haven and Yale quite yet. How did the summer go by so fast? There is still so much I want to do. Tomorrow, my new friend Barbara and I will see "Madame Butterfly" by Berkshire Opera. I'd love to spend part of Saturday walking around The Clark, a popular museum, and the Mount, the "Berkshire Cottage" home of Edith Wharton. I wasn't able to make Glimmerglass or Williamstown or Shakspeare & Co or Barrington Stage or visiting my co-worker at his theater in Vermont, or driving out farther than NYC. Maybe I'll find time during the school year.
I'm really excited to work on the first Yale Rep show, which is a remount of Les Waters' Euridyce, as last done at Berkeley Rep. I get to work with Russell Champa as Lighting designer again. It'll be nice to have a part of the Bay Area here in New Haven.
I've made a lot of friends while working here in the Berkshires. I've been introduce to Facebook.com, which is the new popular social networking site like MySpace and Friendster. To get onto Facebook, you need to have an active school email address. My Yale staff address worked to get me on. The crew at Berkshire Theater Festival loves Facebook and there are so many pictures online there. Some of the folks I've befriended include my assistant, Cartland, the stage manager for two shows in the Unicorn space and a student at Columbia, Barbara, and the assistant to the lighting designer for "Night of the Iguana", Brian; as well as all my interns and quite a few folks in other departments and some acting apprentices. I really enjoy the easy-going and friendly and accepting atmosphere here and I'll miss it dearly. But since most of my new friends live in NYC, I should be able to see them pretty often.
It's just so beautiful and peaceful here in the Berkshires. I'm living on a road that has no sidewalks, just grass growing all the way up to the road. The sunsets are beautiful, the nights are FULL of stars, and the folks are so friendly. Jamie and I had lunch at Joe's Diner recently and the woman sitting next to us remembered when she worked at the diner and Norman Rockwell, the illustrator, sat and hung out in very seat I sat in. I love the quiet of the area, even though I can still hear the I-90 freeway in the distance late at night. I love all the trees and the rolling hills, and the unexpected little roadside table filled with produce from the garden available for sale by honor system.
I finally went antiquing with a few of my new friends on Sunday to a place called Buggy Whip Antiques in Southfield, MA. There we each found something we liked. Sam, my newest intern, found a complete text of Edgar Allen Poe work for cheap; Barb found a well-preserved cubic zirconia bracelet that broke our hearts to leave 'cause we couldn't afford it; and I found what I've been looking for for a while. I picked up a single, stand-alone, theater seat, made of wood with wrought-iron framing and legs, with its original hat-rack under the folding seat. It's a deep red color with a old-style music stand drawn out in punched holes on the back and a star in a circle on the seat. The shop didn't know where it came from, but it was such a steal to get that I couldn't pass it up.
I had a production meeting recently at the rehearsal hall, which is 2.5 miles from the theater. My assistant is in charge of this show, so I got to sit back and enjoy the view out the door. During the meeting I spotted a brown bunny bouncing along the grass outside. That one bunny was joined by another, and soon a third bunny appeared. All of them were brown with little white tails. They were just too cute and I got to watch them for the entire meeting. They were still there when we came outside, sitting so still hoping we wouldn't see them. Then they hopped away.
I'll miss sitting outside in the backyard of my recent Lighting Designer's house, sipping his special Strawberry Daquris while watching his assistant's dog play in the grass. I'll miss teasing that assistant with bad double entrenes and swapping techie theater stories. I won't miss the mosquitos that eat up my lower legs and ankles and give me angry, itchy blotches.
The paint shop theme parties are what I'll miss most. To have such license to drink so much and be so silly and still be in a safe place with folks who care for you was so great.
I'm gonna miss it here and I don't want to leave quite yet.
Shows: 1 more to go! and my Assistant's in charge
Weather: very pleasant
So I've got less than two weeks left here in the Berkshires. I don't feel ready to go back to New Haven and Yale quite yet. How did the summer go by so fast? There is still so much I want to do. Tomorrow, my new friend Barbara and I will see "Madame Butterfly" by Berkshire Opera. I'd love to spend part of Saturday walking around The Clark, a popular museum, and the Mount, the "Berkshire Cottage" home of Edith Wharton. I wasn't able to make Glimmerglass or Williamstown or Shakspeare & Co or Barrington Stage or visiting my co-worker at his theater in Vermont, or driving out farther than NYC. Maybe I'll find time during the school year.
I'm really excited to work on the first Yale Rep show, which is a remount of Les Waters' Euridyce, as last done at Berkeley Rep. I get to work with Russell Champa as Lighting designer again. It'll be nice to have a part of the Bay Area here in New Haven.
I've made a lot of friends while working here in the Berkshires. I've been introduce to Facebook.com, which is the new popular social networking site like MySpace and Friendster. To get onto Facebook, you need to have an active school email address. My Yale staff address worked to get me on. The crew at Berkshire Theater Festival loves Facebook and there are so many pictures online there. Some of the folks I've befriended include my assistant, Cartland, the stage manager for two shows in the Unicorn space and a student at Columbia, Barbara, and the assistant to the lighting designer for "Night of the Iguana", Brian; as well as all my interns and quite a few folks in other departments and some acting apprentices. I really enjoy the easy-going and friendly and accepting atmosphere here and I'll miss it dearly. But since most of my new friends live in NYC, I should be able to see them pretty often.
It's just so beautiful and peaceful here in the Berkshires. I'm living on a road that has no sidewalks, just grass growing all the way up to the road. The sunsets are beautiful, the nights are FULL of stars, and the folks are so friendly. Jamie and I had lunch at Joe's Diner recently and the woman sitting next to us remembered when she worked at the diner and Norman Rockwell, the illustrator, sat and hung out in very seat I sat in. I love the quiet of the area, even though I can still hear the I-90 freeway in the distance late at night. I love all the trees and the rolling hills, and the unexpected little roadside table filled with produce from the garden available for sale by honor system.
I finally went antiquing with a few of my new friends on Sunday to a place called Buggy Whip Antiques in Southfield, MA. There we each found something we liked. Sam, my newest intern, found a complete text of Edgar Allen Poe work for cheap; Barb found a well-preserved cubic zirconia bracelet that broke our hearts to leave 'cause we couldn't afford it; and I found what I've been looking for for a while. I picked up a single, stand-alone, theater seat, made of wood with wrought-iron framing and legs, with its original hat-rack under the folding seat. It's a deep red color with a old-style music stand drawn out in punched holes on the back and a star in a circle on the seat. The shop didn't know where it came from, but it was such a steal to get that I couldn't pass it up.
I had a production meeting recently at the rehearsal hall, which is 2.5 miles from the theater. My assistant is in charge of this show, so I got to sit back and enjoy the view out the door. During the meeting I spotted a brown bunny bouncing along the grass outside. That one bunny was joined by another, and soon a third bunny appeared. All of them were brown with little white tails. They were just too cute and I got to watch them for the entire meeting. They were still there when we came outside, sitting so still hoping we wouldn't see them. Then they hopped away.
I'll miss sitting outside in the backyard of my recent Lighting Designer's house, sipping his special Strawberry Daquris while watching his assistant's dog play in the grass. I'll miss teasing that assistant with bad double entrenes and swapping techie theater stories. I won't miss the mosquitos that eat up my lower legs and ankles and give me angry, itchy blotches.
The paint shop theme parties are what I'll miss most. To have such license to drink so much and be so silly and still be in a safe place with folks who care for you was so great.
I'm gonna miss it here and I don't want to leave quite yet.
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