Friday, March 12, 2010

The sport of my mad mother...

Michael Nunley and me...

Looking through an old photo album today, I came across photos from my high school play, the one I 'acted' in. The one I helped with, Henry V, was a much better play, but I only helped with makeup and costumes on that one. I can remember speeches from Henry V - the ones my friend, Nancy Lee, as Chorus had - but none from TSOMMM. I don't think I did a very good job of remembering them at the time, come to think of it. As I recall, it wasn't the best play in the world, but I love these costumes... And the make up!
Wendy, John Samford, Phyllis Wheeler (at bottom), Joyce Fischer at left.

Don't we all look like vicious thugs? The costumes were made out of fake fur and were very hot, as I remember. As I recall there was a lot of snarling in the play. And here is one of my favorite photos from the play. It wasn't at the time, but somehow the image is oddly reminiscent of a more recent one. At least I didn't have to stand on a box and worry about electrodes being attached to my genitals...

1 comment:

Martha Bright said...

Hi Wendy! I discovered your blog, through Rice's, and I read through the past year of it and it has lightened my day, which is not a very good one: it's pouring and windy, I have a headache, and my 17 year-old cat is dying.

Reading about your father and your cat and your burglarized studio, and the humor you used to describe it all, made me feel like you are someone I ought to know better.

And I used to live in Madison too, and it was a really hip place even in the Reagan/Bush pere years...