Wayne as Touchstone the clown. He spent a lot of the play mackin' indiscriminately on anything with 3 or fewer legs.
"A play about five couples even more sexually frustrated than you."
"Got sheep?"
"Music. Violence. Sex. Sheep. What more could you want?"
As You Like It was an awesome play about gender identity crisises, shepherds in love, and of course, sheep. It was directed by Mary Meiklejohn, the baddest (where bad means good) director at Swat. We staged it in the fragrance garden of Tarble Courtyard, a wonderful space that worked perfectly for the play.
One of the coolest things about that play was that my roomies Wayne and Greg were in it too. Greg was, of course, the bad-ass-bad-guy Oliver, and Wayne was the gimp/Touchstone the clown. We even suckered Chris into playing a bit piece as the scantily clad wrestler. Heh-heh. We would bring coffee, Mr. Daniels, or both to rehersals. Made for some interesting rehersals.
I played the role of Silvius the pathetic shepard who is madly in love with Pheobe, the cruel shepardess who is in turn in love with Rosalind who is disguised as a boy. In this photo, Phoebe just said "Now show me the wound my eyes hath mad in thee," so of course I bare my chest to show her my wound. Makes you wanna puke, huh? The tree in the background is the forest of Arden. It was a very pathetic little tree that we bought on a whim at Genaurdi's, treated very badly as a prop, but then planted behind Lodge 2 when it's tour of duty was over. Surprisingly, it is still very much alive and actually has new growth. I just wonder how many years it takes the arboretum to notice that others have been planting trees on campus...
Wayne as Touchstone the clown. He spent a lot of the play mackin' indiscriminately on anything with 3 or fewer legs.
Greg. Ah, yes, my Dear Brother Noomsey with a chainsaw. He was the bad guy, and he was very well armed. When Greg learned that he could wield a chainsaw on stage, he was overcome with glee. He wanted to buy a chainsaw that very night. I walked into our lodge at 9ish to hear the following phone conversation.
GREG: Hi, is this Home Depot? Yeah, um, how late are you guys open? Great! Say, do you sell CHAINSAWS! You do? Great! Thanks! (hangs up phone) Dudes, we're going to Home Depot!So, I walked over to my computer, and wrote a short e-mail to the effect,
Cherie my love, farewell. Greg is going to get a chainsaw.But the audience loved seeing Greg as, well, Greg.
The audience really loved seeing Orlando (Chris Foley) wrestling the wrester (Chris Fanjul). 'Nuf said.
