"On the Road Again..." The Mobile Studio
Day 21 – Tuesday
It turns out to be a day of art by the pool, I am able to do some drawing in the myriad sketchbooks that I have brought. I meant to bring one; I brought four. I am nothing if not consistent.
Have calls in to both the Arizona Theater Company and the Southwest Shakespeare Theater. Cathy and I are on floats in the pool and a lot of conversation about theater. As it happens, she used to date one of the founders of the Arizona Shakespeare, who then left and founded Southwest Shakespeare. As the conversation develops, I discover that the current artistic director, Jared Sakren, I had hired for the inaugural Shakespeare Festival in the western suburbs of Chicago, 1990, company that I founded. Again, six-degrees-of-separation.
Too short of notice to Jared, as he returns an email inquiry. He is leaving in the morning for NY and Boston, see you next time. I will drop off a headshot and resume on my way out of town to his attention. Apparently, Kevin Kline was in earlier this season to do some performance with Southwest Shakes.
Mid-afternoon and a jaunt to Camelback Mountain. Mercifully, there is no hike attached to our visit :) and we explore a drive through these incredibly affluent neighborhoods at the base. Cathleen has asked if she can treat me to a final night dinner; I demurely decline, but she is stubborn, and we are off to a most-impressive Hyatt resort for dinner.
Wonderful dinner and $60 bottle of red wine (it is excellent!) – fun conversations with manager and waiter. I learn that she worked here in this particular restaurant when first she had been in Arizona, while in school. The bill comes with information that the wine has been comped by management! Cathy’s charms and influences are seemingly far-reaching. What a terrific day! And suddenly less expensive for all. But the treat has been most appreciated, indeed; she is a terrific and gracious host. Tomorrow, it is Jerome for a few days, then Sedona for two or three days. Back to camping. For the warm bed in the air-conditioned guest room and for all the basketball time, I am extremely grateful. Salud!
It turns out to be a day of art by the pool, I am able to do some drawing in the myriad sketchbooks that I have brought. I meant to bring one; I brought four. I am nothing if not consistent.
Have calls in to both the Arizona Theater Company and the Southwest Shakespeare Theater. Cathy and I are on floats in the pool and a lot of conversation about theater. As it happens, she used to date one of the founders of the Arizona Shakespeare, who then left and founded Southwest Shakespeare. As the conversation develops, I discover that the current artistic director, Jared Sakren, I had hired for the inaugural Shakespeare Festival in the western suburbs of Chicago, 1990, company that I founded. Again, six-degrees-of-separation.
Too short of notice to Jared, as he returns an email inquiry. He is leaving in the morning for NY and Boston, see you next time. I will drop off a headshot and resume on my way out of town to his attention. Apparently, Kevin Kline was in earlier this season to do some performance with Southwest Shakes.
Mid-afternoon and a jaunt to Camelback Mountain. Mercifully, there is no hike attached to our visit :) and we explore a drive through these incredibly affluent neighborhoods at the base. Cathleen has asked if she can treat me to a final night dinner; I demurely decline, but she is stubborn, and we are off to a most-impressive Hyatt resort for dinner.
Wonderful dinner and $60 bottle of red wine (it is excellent!) – fun conversations with manager and waiter. I learn that she worked here in this particular restaurant when first she had been in Arizona, while in school. The bill comes with information that the wine has been comped by management! Cathy’s charms and influences are seemingly far-reaching. What a terrific day! And suddenly less expensive for all. But the treat has been most appreciated, indeed; she is a terrific and gracious host. Tomorrow, it is Jerome for a few days, then Sedona for two or three days. Back to camping. For the warm bed in the air-conditioned guest room and for all the basketball time, I am extremely grateful. Salud!
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