Comments on: Edward Albee & David Diamond http://www.paul-moor.com/2007/06/05/edward-albee-david-diamond/ Life, people, and Kultur Sat, 22 Nov 2008 00:20:01 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.6.3 By: Paul Moor http://www.paul-moor.com/2007/06/05/edward-albee-david-diamond/#comment-39 Paul Moor Fri, 15 Jun 2007 13:45:46 +0000 http://www.paul-moor.com/2007/06/05/edward-albee-david-diamond/#comment-39 I misled you, Nan, if you got the impression Albee GAVE me that copy of "The Zoo Story" - he merely lent it to me. Since then (and "The Death of Bessie Smith" soon after it), I don't recall seeing anything later except "Virginia Woolf", but from reading about his further work I do have the impression that some of it did indeed veer off into rather weird directions. I misled you, Nan, if you got the impression Albee GAVE me that copy of “The Zoo Story” - he merely lent it to me. Since then (and “The Death of Bessie Smith” soon after it), I don’t recall seeing anything later except “Virginia Woolf”, but from reading about his further work I do have the impression that some of it did indeed veer off into rather weird directions.

]]> By: nan schubel http://www.paul-moor.com/2007/06/05/edward-albee-david-diamond/#comment-21 nan schubel Thu, 07 Jun 2007 00:48:10 +0000 http://www.paul-moor.com/2007/06/05/edward-albee-david-diamond/#comment-21 Hey, Paul. Kathryn Lance sent me a link to your blog. We are old college chums. I believe I met you sometime in the long ago past. Perhaps when you visited Kate in Tucson. I know I have never met Ed or Edward Albee, but I have seen most of his plays. I hope you still have your copy of "The Zoo Story." That was my first encounter with him when my friend Doug Nine played the man on the bench in the UofA production back in the 1960s. My husband and I also caught a production of "Tiny Alice" in San Diego once upon a time. Now that was a weird play. I continue to love his work. "The Goat" was clearly not about beastiality, but quite a powerful play about tolerance. Keep up the blogging. This is fun peeking into other people's lives. Regards, Nan Hey, Paul. Kathryn Lance sent me a link to your blog. We are old college chums. I believe I met you sometime in the long ago past. Perhaps when you visited Kate in Tucson. I know I have never met Ed or Edward Albee, but I have seen most of his plays. I hope you still have your copy of “The Zoo Story.” That was my first encounter with him when my friend Doug Nine played the man on the bench in the UofA production back in the 1960s. My husband and I also caught a production of “Tiny Alice” in San Diego once upon a time. Now that was a weird play. I continue to love his work. “The Goat” was clearly not about beastiality, but quite a powerful play about tolerance.

Keep up the blogging. This is fun peeking into other people’s lives.

Regards, Nan

]]> By: Jerry Pounds http://www.paul-moor.com/2007/06/05/edward-albee-david-diamond/#comment-20 Jerry Pounds Thu, 07 Jun 2007 00:22:24 +0000 http://www.paul-moor.com/2007/06/05/edward-albee-david-diamond/#comment-20 I've met a few people people who were artists or writers and expected them to exude some special charisma or behave differently than "normal" people. That expectation vigorously resists extinction; I kept looking for something special in their speech or manner which I could point to as representative of their exclusivity. "Quirky" would accurately characterize the behavior that some obviously strove to cultivate. I felt that they considered it an obligation to create some persona consistent with public expectations for a person with talent and celebrity status. I applaud your memory for events and people. I met a man in 1965 who had been a friend of Hemingway and knew Gertrude Stein and Alice B. Toklas He was evidently an art critic with some stature but his behavior would not have led one to know that. I can't remember his name. I just remember we drank a lot and his girl friend was a poet who made frequent references to her work. I spent some time with Peter Bogdonavitch, sitting with him while he was filming a movie and constantly anticipated some wise and transforming comments to spring forth--to no avail. We talked about simple things and our visited was punctuated by interruptions by his daughter who was cast in the film. Surprisingly, she did have plenty to say that fit into a stereotype--that of a sailor on leave. Her profanity reached embarrassing proportions but Peter never blanched. He was extremely nice to me and kind beyond my expectations. Reading about your experiences makes me conscious of my limited exposure to people in the arts. I’ve met a few people people who were artists or writers and expected them to exude some special charisma or behave differently than “normal” people. That expectation vigorously resists extinction; I kept looking for something special in their speech or manner which I could point to as representative of their exclusivity.
“Quirky” would accurately characterize the behavior that some obviously strove to cultivate. I felt that they considered it an obligation to create some persona consistent with public expectations for a person with talent and celebrity status.
I applaud your memory for events and people. I met a man in 1965 who had been a friend of Hemingway and knew Gertrude Stein and Alice B. Toklas He was evidently an art critic with some stature but his behavior would not have led one to know that. I can’t remember his name. I just remember we drank a lot and his girl friend was a poet who made frequent references to her work.
I spent some time with Peter Bogdonavitch, sitting with him while he was filming a movie and constantly anticipated some wise and transforming comments to spring forth–to no avail.
We talked about simple things and our visited was punctuated by interruptions by his daughter who was cast in the film. Surprisingly, she did have plenty to say that fit into a stereotype–that of a sailor on leave. Her profanity reached embarrassing proportions but Peter never blanched. He was extremely nice to me and kind beyond my expectations.
Reading about your experiences makes me conscious of my limited exposure to people in the arts.

]]>