In a few days, a good friend turns 64.
Back in 1983 I directed a production of the political black comedy Accidental Death of an Anarchist and before starting production I had a very vivid image in my mind of what I wanted on the poster – the anarchist (who is not a character in the play) making a last gesture of defiance at the persons who had just pushed him out of a 6th story window.
The only person I could imagine for the image was my long suffering good friend, who on a hot summer day violently threw himself backwards onto a levee bank 36 times until I got the image I desired…
I plastered this all over town and the play was actually a great success. (click to enbiggen)
My reasonably private friend never did tell me (at the time) that he was less than comfortable about having such an image of himself spread far and wide… so true to form, at the celebration of my friend’s 60th birthday, I pulled out an oversize copy of this poster for the appreciation of the gathered crowd. What are good friends for…
PS. (waving own flag here) For the heck of it, I Googled a bunch of other posters for this play that are kicking around the interwebs. As far as I’m concerned, we won 
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