January 28, 2008

Thanks to the tardy Valerie, Maud entered estrus last night. She vocalizes like a wounded bird, and holds her rump up to Titus, a likely enough male, but lacking the equipment she requires. Every now and then she screams when he swats her away, out of sheer frustration.

Turbulent waking.

Cody and Anne-Marie and Adam at rehearsal last night. They are dreams to work with, intelligent and responsive. Anne-Marie can do anything you ask, but you usually don’t have to ask. Adam is very young, and some of the emotions I sense when I’m talking to him I don’t fully understand, but, as I have said before, he has more native talent than we know what to do with. Plus, his family owns a cosmetics business of some kind, and he often smells like the gardens of the Taj Mahal. Cody too can do anything, will do anything. As their processes are so different, it is amazing to see Cody and Anne-Marie achieving the same level. One flies and the other burrows, and they get there at the same moment.