Waiting for Godot to Leave

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My scene 2 entrance was from behind an upstage flat, so I had to get into place during intermission and get ready a long time before my entrance so as to not make noise during the preceding scene. And so each night found myself stripping naked and smearing my body with gunk, and then waiting a long time to re-enter, wedged between the thin flat and a former storefront window, visible to passersby on the street who would sometimes stop and stare wonderingly at me, wearing nothing but a loincloth of shredded socks, standing in the dark, shivering in the unheated theatre, downtown, during a season of blizzards, performing for tiny audiences, for no money, and it was one of the best experiences I’ve ever had. A wonderful playwright, an exceptional script, a brave and gifted director, a theatre with an inspiring mission, and a cast of experimental theatre luminaries. I felt very lucky.