Back to Hilton Head yesterday, this time to see the SC Repertory Company’s production of The Pavillion. Rain all the way – all the way – to the island. After the show, dinner at a place called Frankie Bones. Prime rib ordered from the gluten-free menu. As it turns out, there’s plenty of easy-to-find gluten-free food to be had in the world, provided one doesn’t insist on eating crap.
Drove to Savannah today. Visited a few book shops and several antique stores and bought a banker’s chair, circa 1945. I’d been looking for such a chair since my first trip two years ago to Bar Harbor where I adopted one at the Opera House internet cafe.
Ken Poston, who last I heard was technical director at Perseverance Theatre in Juneau, Alaska, now is technical director at Savannah College of Art & Design (aka SCAD). Between the bookshops and the antique stores, I stopped by SCAD to see if he was in, but he wasn’t, so I left my card and a sticky note with a receptionist who said she’d pass them along. Ken’s career path is becoming enviable.
The Geminid meteor shower will go on without me tonight. It’s too darn cold and the wind is blowing too darn hard for me to be standing on the beach craning my neck up at the sky. There’ll be other meteor showers on balmier nights, I’m sure. I’ll be patient.
The plan for for the rest of the week is to stay through Friday, auditioning at SCRC during the day one day and and maybe taking in the show one more time. It’s a tight production. Good script, good pacing, some satisfyingly honest moments. Once in a great while, the show and the venue and the frame of mind combine to make theater the pleasure for me that it should be more often than not, but seldom is.