Earlier today I had lunch with my opera-singing friends Lisette Oropesa and Nicole Piccolomini at PQ and then as we were heading over to take a few pictures at Lincoln Center, I was delighted to see Amanda Edge, one of my most-missed former NYCB ballerinas, heading down Broadway. Not wanting to interrupt her conversation I just gave her a quick greeting and hug. She looks super! Of course, as soon as we walked on by I realized I should have asked her for a photo. I always think of these things after the opportunity has fled. But I should have some nice new pictures of Lisette & Nicole here next week.
We're getting ready for our trip up to Jacob's Pillow; it's been a decade since I was last at this wonderful spot in the Berkshires. When I lived in Hartford we went to the Pillow four or five times every summer. I will be very curious to see how the place has changed since my last visit (photo left).
The Pillow is such a beautiful and relaxing place that we sometimes made it a day-trip destination during the off-season. Here are Suzanne and Richard on an Autumn day near Blake's Barn which serves as a gallery for photos and mementos of the history of the Festival as well as a place to view video installations of work in progress. And another photo from the car park area.
This is the bell that summons thee to heaven or to hell...no, wait, that's in Scotland. This is the bell that is rung at the Pillow when the performance is about to begin and also when intermission draws to a close...a lovely Pillow tradition. The auditorium can become very stuffy and as far as I know they have not installed air conditioning. Sometimes during performances the great sliding wooden doors at the rear of the stage are opened and the backdrop of trees and skies appears. I once saw a magical Act II GISELLE pas de deux performed with the doors open on a moonlit night.
Kenny just sent me this artifact of me dancing on the outdoor stage at the Pillow. I guess we all make fools of ourselves at one time or another; I'm not sure what would have possessed me to get on the stage and actually DO anything...I am sure there was no one around or I would never have done it. Well, anyway it gives you an idea of the woodsy setting of the festival.
Here I am outside the stage area at the back of the Ted Shawn Theatre. During the season you will find dancers warming up or sunning themselves here. You get a feeling among these buildings and in the garden for Ted Shawn's pioneering spirit; the place literally vibrates with the history of dance in this country.
We'll be there on August 4th to see Ballet du Grand Theatre de Geneve and I will report on our experience and will have some new pictures as soon as we get back to NYC. May the weather gods bless us!