The Proof is in the Pudding

Yes, I know, I'm tired, so the subject line is forced-witty.  The proverb does crop up in the play, so I guess it works.  "The play" is David Auburn's Proof, for which I got cast tonight as Claire, the sister.  Amazing theatre space that seats 1700 and reportedly gets 300 audience members 'on a bad night', it is an old vaudeville theatre from the 'teens, complete with 1920's frescos on the walls, gilding, you name it.  I get to work with a superb ensemble, interesting director, and I get paid — what's not to be excited about!

I also got Lady M.  I know!  The first rehearsal is set for Sunday — between the two, I'll be rehearsing 6 days a week: 12 hrs on Saturdays and 14 on Sundays, with Fridays off. I'm gonna lose my few remaining marbles no doubt, so bear with me.

I realized that I was so zombified on Sunday that we skipped a Sonnetsday, but I'm sure Will can wait.  I want to share instead a pair of Japanese poems from a gorgeous collection that I got for $5 at B&N yesterday.  Called Oriental Love Poems (Michelle Lovric, ed.  Andrews McMeel Pub, 2003) the book has selections of both Chinese and Japanese poems.  The book is also a work of art — there are origami and art throughout.  A little gem of a book.

A Verse Sent to Lady Ishikawa While I stood waiting for my dear,         I was wetted with the dew Dripping down from the mountain trees;         Yes, wetted with the dew. Prince Otsu, 663-87, Japan Lady Ishikawa's Answer to the Above Verse Would that I could become         The dewdrops from the mountain tree With which you grew so wet         waiting for me.

More tomorrow.  Going to bed.  Been a heck of a week and I think I'm coming down with a cold as well.  Tomorrow on the menu, some Photoshop magic and a tale about my friends on Final Fantasy XI Online.

Ciao! ~A