Busy

I've had a request for a photo from my friend Chuck and have realized with all the photos I've been taking of the city I'm not in any of them.  I found one of Peter Thomas and me from Thanksgiving 2008 at his then home in Rhode Island.

I'm in the middle of redoing the apartment,and I've finally found the art-deco chifferobe I've been looking for.  So today we're painting.  This is what it looked like yesterday.

                                       Come back in a couple of months and it might be completed.

This week I went to the Shaw Symposium with Frank at The Players Club.  It was a 2 hour discussion with the actors,  producers, & the director of  'Man and Superman' which is now at the Irish Rep.  There was also a biographer of Shaw and a writer who has critiqued the plays from a Freudian view point.  It's been so long since I've heard someone take Freud's theories seriously that it was hard to keep a straight face.
[In the second act the feet sticking out of the car is a sexual symbol.  Who knew?]
My favorite came from a member of the audience, also a writer of Shaw.
Shaw to Cedric Hardwick 'Where's the horse'.
Cedric: 'What horse?'.
Shaw: 'The horse that isn't dead'.
Cedric: 'The live horse?'.
Shaw: 'Pronunciation!  The line is "the life force".'

The players club, exterior and interior is one of the most handsome of brownstones.  It was Edwin Booth's home on Gramercy Park.  Done very much in the Victorian style.

 The theater audience is aging as quickly as the 'Highlights In Jazz' audience.  That's Frank [in the second photo] enjoying the buffet.  [all free: snacks and talk].  Behind Frank are paintings and sketches of former and current members, you can see Peter O'Toole and Christopher Plummer.  I've blogged about  the club before when Carole, who is a member, took me to lunch. 

Back to the painting: 'Busy hands are happy hands'