yes, at times I don't feel like putting down my feelings or memories, or whatever. Still, some interesting "voyages" out of the apartment. Last week Monday and Tuesday, visited Clubbed Thumb, the theater performing at the Wild Project, a little west of Avenue B on 3rd Street. Three plays, all with ten performances---a mainstay of "indie" theater in NY. The Artistic Director is attracted to plays that are incredibly verbal--tart language a little bit ahead of character development or strightforward narrative. So that is what you get---I think by now the theater is a little stylistically locked in in its vision and this play, though bright and smart, ran out of gas for me, about 25 minutes before its eighty minute length. Still, it was fun to go there---I saw some friends, and had a friend in the show, which is really why I went---to support her. She did not disappoint--the acting of all six actors was on a very high level. Even with only one group of friends that I met, there is a community feeling about the place---everyone in the audience knows why they are there. There is one more play in their season that begins its ten performances tomorrow---I expect to go at some point---another actress who I am very fond of--and, of course, who I have not seen since the beginnng of the pandemic---is in the cast.
Next door to the theater is a new coffee bar called Book Ends---I wanted to go in and see what the place was like---a place where I could possibly hang out, but have coffee and not alcohol---but I missed my chances. Why? Still nervous about sitting in the bar with my "bag"? It should not be an issue; I do my tutoring with it and have absolutely no problem---still I hesitate. Maybe I will try to get there some mid morning when it is not too crowded and take a seat. Looking for a place to replace the fabled South 4th street bar and cafe, which closed in 18, or Cobra Club, my Bushwick place, which is a little too far to get to with any regularity at this point. Nothing on the upper west side remotely like those places.
An 'open" day today can do whatever I wish within reason--last chance to catch a movie at the Film Forum with Montgomery Clift--one of my favorite actors. The movie today is Red River---a movie that I have not seen. Might go--in the late sixties I would be attending ballets at the New York State theater---there is a bar in the enormous promenade. One or two times I saw Clift there, standing with a group of friends, part of his face, of course, messed up from his brutal accident about ten years later. He was very unassuming as he stood on the promenade. Strong memory.
That is all for now---should try to create a little more then I have---we will see.
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