Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Sunday, December 28, 2008

RIP - Eartha Kitt

I met Eartha briefly when she came to Signature to see Into the Woods in 2007. She had kind words to say to all of us. Matt even had brunch with her the next day. I treasure meeting this legend who I adore, and it was one of the highlights of my life to perform for her. How sad that she is no longer with us. I will never forget Eartha. God rest her soul.

Saturday, December 27, 2008

Home for Christmas - Part 1

I left for Monarch, PA on Christmas Eve at about 2PM. I was hoping to leave by 12 Noon, but with all of my sleep deprivation, and wrapping deprivation, 2pm was the departure time. My parents were saints by agreeing to meet me halfway at Sideling Hill. This was truly a blessing, as I was plagued by horrible dreams of the homeward bound trip.

I had horrific nightmares about driving home this Christmas, which involved losing control of my car and skidding into a Runaway Truck Ramp sign. This dream was passed on shakily to my Mom and Dad, which I am sure helped convince them to meet me halfway.

Fog banks were cruising through the mountains, and I thank God that my Dad was driving. I would have been white knuckling. Dad drove and chatted on to me at leisure as I cringed at the lack of visibility ahead.

I took a few photos of the "Runaway Truck Ramp" signs as we approached them in the dark, and funny enough, they were just as I saw them in my dreams...blurry and approaching fast...

Maybe my dream was not leading me to certain death, but to these photos. Or maybe it lead to my Dad driving, preventing a tired me from a different fate. Interesting to think about either way. These photos are still the images from my nightmares.

But after a wonderful and funny ride home with my Dad in the driver seat, Buddha on my lap, and Mom following behind in her car, we arrived home. And the first thing that made my homesick heart sing was the sight of our family Christmas tree. The same through the ages, it stands as it was in my youth. It looks almost exactly the same. The sight of this tree was the first sign of true home Christmas to me.

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Merry Christmas

I am sooooo sorry constant reader...I have fallen slack on posts. Let me tell you why.
I have been so constantly busy between work/holiday/show that I have had NO time to blog. I still have much to share with you and will continue to. But I will start to do this back on Friday. I am heading off to PA tomorrow (really today at this point). I will talk to you soon, and hope you all have a happy holiday.

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Some Random Shots...

The main drag of Shirlington, which is now all tarted up for Christmas...

The impressive "Poster of Light" for our show out front of the theatre.

I caught this is a tech is light coming up through the grates in the set.

And here are our "light umbrellas" for the Paris scene all neatly hung on the wall.

And my own Christmas tree, which is white this year for the first time in 5 years.

Tuesday, December 09, 2008


I love this production photo from Signature's Les Miserables by Scott Suchman of the barricade. This photo is haunting and beautiful at once. When this barricade comes on stage in these lights, it seems like a mass grave working its way slowly to the stage. Which, in effect, it is. Other photos from the show are available for viewing at PLAYBILL online.

and that jazz....

I have not watched the film version of Chicago in several years, and I caught it on TV the other day, or at least part of it. It made me remember what an AMAZING film it is, but especially how brilliant the opening is. Here for your viewing pleasure is that scene...

Thursday, December 04, 2008


Because I can't get enough of walruses is one playing a saxaphone...too cute.

Wednesday, December 03, 2008

Joly and Marie - Les Miserables

Photos are of me and Wesley Woodley as Joly and Marie. In the show we are husband and wife of one year. I love this woman and each night on stage with her is a privilege, as with the rest of the amazing cast. I look forward to every night in Paris.