September 10, 2011

Had a chat during a lull in rehearsal with a pleasant kid, B, who is one of those in the crowd who has realizable hope of a career in theater. Another, who plays my son, can sit in full lotus and then bend over his own legs with his chest against the floor, reading the script in that way, in apparent comfort.

Bought wine from Kathy and Les downtown. Bought wine on Charlotte Street from B, who was a jerk when he was a student, but who is now a sunny, knowledgeable, delightful young man. He always had the beauty of a faun. B was ill-served by the theoretical. Now that he is among real and solid things, all goes well for him.