{"id":2929,"date":"2005-05-03T19:16:35","date_gmt":"2005-05-03T23:16:35","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=2929"},"modified":"2024-10-27T16:02:21","modified_gmt":"2024-10-27T20:02:21","slug":"picnic-memories","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=2929","title":{"rendered":"Picnic Memories"},"content":{"rendered":"

William Inge, playwright … his story (and mine – and what he means to me) is posted here<\/a>. It’s his birthday today, so he’s been very much on my mind (obviously). I played Millie in a phenomenal production of Picnic<\/i>. I’m in a nostalgic mood, so here, beneath you, are some of the photos from that show long long ago. (Mitchell: Photo by you-know-who! I still see the stamped name on the back! HAHAHA!!)<\/p>\n

I’m still kind of stunned by the beauty of the set. This was a college show, but the production values were professional.<\/p>\n

Anyway. Here’s to Mr. Inge. Sometimes you run across a writer who, for whatever reason, pushes you to the next level. Being in Bill Inge’s Picnic<\/i> forced me to a new level in my life, and for that I will always have a soft spot in my heart for him. Even though his plays are rarely done anymore.<\/p>\n

And if you’re in the mood: go back and rent Come back Little Sheba<\/i> or Splendor in the Grass<\/i> – or even Picnic<\/i>. They all stand up very well, and his writing continues to startle and open up cracks, letting out sadness, madness, fear, anger. But all that stuff only comes out through the cracks. It’s too scary to let it all out at once!! You might never get put back together again.<\/p>\n

So anyway: unfurling below you, like a flip book, is the story of Act II in Picnic<\/i> (well, at least Millie’s side of things anyway) – told in pictures.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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