have you seen this young woman?
Name: Emma Waters
Job: Unauthorized Understudy
Turn-Ons: Deep psychology
Turn-Offs: Man periods
Quote: "I want to act right so that my parents will let me come back and visit my Aunt Peg and Aunt Lisa again."
This Dear Readers is Emma, niece to the Brothers. She visited New York for about two weeks, during our heavy duty rehearsal period and she worked as an intern at NYTW. In her off-hours, she became the unofficial understudy of the show, as she knew our lines and parts better than we did. She saw the show every night she was here and became the crux of our fan base. She's back in Tucson now and we miss her so much. It was incredible having such a fun, thoughtful niece around and Emma, we want you back! You are the coolest young adult, ever!
Show went well tonight, thanks for asking. We had a nice house full of robust laughers and that always helps. Yes, it might be a tragedy of sorts, but it's funny in parts! Don't take it too seriously, I say. I mean, tragedy is a downer and frankly there's enough of that in this sad old world already. We are trying to lighten the load for our future generations, so fine individuals like Emma can inherit a kind world to take care of. Not to avoid the tragedies that are put before our eyes everyday, but to realize the picture is bigger and when the goddess creates a tragedy, she also formulates great joy somewhere in it. That's my philosophy for tonight and thanks for putting up with it.
The heat wave broke yesterday and the air conditioning in the theatre was fixed simultaneously, making for a quality cooled experience in the comfy seats from what we hear. Drop by and see us in the hip East Village and say hi after the show and we might even take you out with us on our almost-nightly pierogi-and-stuffed-cabbage runs to the local former-eastern bloc eateries we frequent. We are generally friendly and friendlier yet if you say something nice about the show. No pressure, but pandering to our egos goes a long way.
It's getting late here and I still have to give my cat her medication and try and make some order out of the chaos which is my bedroom during production week. I think there is more dirty laundry than floor space at this point and though I don't mind personally, I think it reads as a sign to others of my hidden mental illness when I do not straighten up. No pierogis tonight, as the girls all split up and headed home. Sigh.
Also today was our last day of rehearsal with Leigh. Double sigh. Yes, we are tired but in the best possible way. The exhilarating fatigue of doing a job thoroughly and well for great rewards. Leigh has guided the good ship Oedipus for many months from afar and these last six weeks, with her steady capable hands firmly on the steering wheel. It is a little freaky to think she will not be with us much longer and we will have to do the show by ourselves, UNSUPERVISED! Martha of course will take over to hold the show intact but our sense of loss will be great I'm sure, when Leigh is off having a well-deserved vacation. It has been a great labor of love for everyone involved in this project and I am not just saying that. Leigh has been instrumental in keeping the love flowing while at the same time having great vision and devotion to this play. If anyone reading this has the power to hire this woman to direct ANYTHING, you would not be stupid to do so. We ask only that you pay her generously and treat her like the superb artist that she is. We love you Leigh.
On that note, I shall leave you for tonight friends. And remember if you come to the show because your read this blog, don't forget to let us know that or write in at the NYTW web site and tell them so. I am Curious George about it.