Showing posts with label Steven Clark. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Steven Clark. Show all posts

Monday, April 14, 2008

April 14 - Wars to Trek Across the Bay


Finished preparing for publication the opening imitative statements of Triple Fugato of Vengeance from Of Mice and Men, Act V, Scene 1 and continuing to the second, then dication and harmony at DVC of John Williams's Star Wars main theme

G: Sol Sol Sol Do Sol Fa Mi Re Do Sol Fa Mi Re Do Sol Fa Mi Fa Re

Harmony: I I64 IV I IV I bVII I


After, a spark from the infinite traccing across the galaxy of the Bay to San Francisco and the Planet Vulcan for Steven Clark's Amok Time / Star Trek opera performance at Boxcar Theatre (505 Natoma), which is a big success, graced by our impressive cast and a couple of impressive poets sharing a triple bill.

Sunday, April 13, 2008

April 13 - Lost in the Sun and Star Treks


Hop over these hills and a bit north, and it's the weekly Berkeley Red Horse (show next Saturday night at St. Gregory's in San Francisco - info at markalburgerevents.blogspot.com) rehearsal at Chamber Arts with Kat, Allen, Kristen, Janet, Eliza, Harriet.



Then a walk south of here on the suburban edge of the Castro Valley Hills,



followed by dress rehearsal of Steven Clark's Amok Time at Boxcar Theatre, 505 Natoma Street San Francisco (show is tomorrow! 8pm with info as above -- shot above is back at Bill's two Wednesdays ago -- by now we're all off book again, of course, but William / Bill! is seemingly still dead by the middle of Act IV, with Carl, Suzanna, Cynthia, and Susan in attendance -- hm, Cynthia and Susan....).


Home via Marin, and cannot resist a drive through the Headlands, so here's a portrait in fog from Photo Booth in the MacBook,



and sun,


with the stratus temporarily bypassing Kirby Cove in this view west,


but pouring over the highlands of adjacent Hawk Hill nonetheless,


making a beeline behind the parking lot toward the Golden Gate Bridge (eye, sir!).



Driving up to the viewpoint,


the scene east causes one to see doubles,


whether the panorama including the north tower (!) and stretching toward Mt. Diablo,


or the, shall we say, Two Towers (but neither JRRT nor NYC)



nirvanaingly framing the City.



Home again at leisure, watching a French mystery with Harriet and preparing the sixth page of the Triple Fugato section of Mice and Men Act V Scene 1.