The Tate Modern is a remarkable example of adaptive reuse, transforming the former Bankside Power Station into a world-renowned museum of modern and contemporary art. The building’s architecture is a blend of industrial heritage and contemporary design, making it a unique cultural landmark.

The original Bankside Power Station was constructed in two phases between 1947 and 1963, the power station featured a steel frame clad in brick, with a substantial central chimney standing 99 meters tall. The building was decommissioned in 1981 and stood unused for nearly two decades.

In 1994, the Tate Trustees selected the Bankside Power Station as the site for a new gallery dedicated to international modern and contemporary art. An international competition was held to choose an architect for the project, and in 1995, the Swiss firm Herzog & de Meuron was announced as the winner. Their design approach was to retain the building’s industrial character while creating a contemporary public space.

The conversion of the power station into the Tate Modern began in June 1995 and was completed in January 2000, for £134 million. The design preserved much of the original structure, including the massive Turbine Hall, which became a central feature of the museum. The Turbine Hall has hosted some of the most ambitious and large-scale installations in contemporary art.

One of the amazing things about the Tate is that it is completely free to enter. They ask for a donation to help with expenses but anyone can enter the museum and not pay a single penny or pound. The building’s interior is organized around the Turbine Hall. The Hall with its vast, cathedral-like space serves as a public plaza. It allows visitors to pass through, congregate or just enjoy the many public spaces for sitting, reading or contemplating art.

The museum’s collection is vast and diverse, encompassing a wide range of modern and contemporary art from around the globe. It holds the national collection of British art from 1500 to the present day, as well as international modern and contemporary art. The collection includes works by some of the most influential artists of the 20th and 21st centuries, such as Pablo Picasso, Henri Matisse, Andy Warhol, and Mark Rothko.

In addition to its permanent collection, the Tate Modern hosts a variety of temporary exhibitions, featuring both established and emerging artists. The museum also offers a range of educational programs and resources, including guided tours, workshops, and lectures. These programs are designed to engage visitors of all ages and backgrounds, fostering an appreciation of modern and contemporary art.

The Tate Modern is committed to expanding its collection and embracing a more global perspective. This includes acquiring works by artists from diverse cultural backgrounds and exploring new media and technologies. The museum has a mission to inclusivity and innovation. Whether you’re an art aficionado or a casual visitor, the Tate Modern offers an enriching experience that celebrates the power of modern and contemporary art.

The Tate Modern has had a significant impact on the urban design and development of the South Bank and Southwark areas of London. It has become a cultural hub, attracting millions of visitors each year and revitalizing the formerly industrial neighborhood. The museum’s architecture, with its blend of old and new, industrial and contemporary, reflects its mission to celebrate the power and potential of modern and contemporary art.

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The decision to use the Abbey Road crossing for the album cover was practical and symbolic. Initially, The Beatles had considered naming the album “Everest” and even planned a photoshoot in the Himalayas. However, they opted for a more straightforward approach due to time constraints and logistical challenges. Paul McCartney suggested the idea of a photo at the nearby zebra crossing, just outside Abbey Road Studios 1.

So on August 8, 1969, photographer Iain Macmillan was given just ten minutes to capture the iconic image. With a police officer halting traffic, Macmillan climbed a ladder in the middle of the road and took six shots of the band walking across the street. The fifth shot, where the band members’ legs formed a perfect ‘V’ shape, was chosen for the album cover 2.

Recording the “Abbey Road” Album

The recording sessions for “Abbey Road” began in February 1969 and continued through August of the same year. This period was marked by a desire among The Beatles to return to a more harmonious and collaborative atmosphere after the tense “Let It Be” sessions3. Producer George Martin agreed to work on the album under the condition that the band would adhere to the disciplined recording methods that had characterized their earlier work 4.

Before the recording of the album, John Lennon had decided to leave the group, but that knowledge had not been released to the public yet. Despite being in the most successful band in the world, John and George Harrison wanted to leave to explore a creative life outside the ‘fishbowl’ that was the Beatles, while Paul wanted the band to continue. Notwithstanding the internal conflicts and the impending breakup of the band, they managed to produce some of their most polished and enduring work and an album that remains a cornerstone of their legacy and testament to their enduring influence on popular music.

Upon its release on September 26, 1969, “Abbey Road” was met with mixed reviews. Some critics felt the album’s production was overly polished and lacked the raw energy of earlier Beatles records 5. However, over time, “Abbey Road” has come to be regarded as one of the greatest albums in rock history. Its innovative use of technology, the strength of its songwriting, and the iconic album cover have all contributed to its lasting legacy 6. The recording of “Abbey Road” was a complex and multifaceted process that showcased the Beatles’ ability to innovate and adapt. 

Historical Significance of the Area

St. John’s Wood, where Abbey Road is located, has a rich history. The area was developed in the early 19th century and became known for its grand villas and leafy streets. It has long been a desirable residential area, attracting notable residents and maintaining a sense of exclusivity.

The Abbey Road area itself is steeped in history. The road was named after Kilburn Priory, a medieval religious house located nearby. Over the years, the area has evolved, but it has always retained a sense of charm and historical significance.

Abbey Road Studios

Abbey Road Studios, located at 3 Abbey Road, is one of the most famous recording studios in the world. Established in 1931 by the Gramophone Company, which later became EMI, the studios were initially intended for classical music recordings. The first major recording session held there was conducted by Sir Edward Elgar, who recorded “Land of Hope and Glory” with the London Symphony Orchestra 7.

The studios quickly became a hub for musical innovation. In the 1960s, they were at the forefront of the British Invasion, with The Beatles recording most of their albums there. The studio’s innovative recording techniques and state-of-the-art equipment allowed The Beatles to experiment and push the boundaries of popular music. Albums like “Revolver,” “Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band,” and “The White Album” were all recorded at Abbey Road Studios 8.

The Legacy of Abbey Road

The Abbey Road album cover has become one of the most iconic images in music history. It has been parodied and imitated countless times, cementing its place in popular culture. The crossing itself was granted Grade II listed status by English Heritage in 2010, ensuring its preservation for future generations 9.

Abbey Road Studios continues to be a leading recording facility, attracting artists from around the world. It has expanded its services to include film scoring, with many major motion pictures being recorded there. The studios have also embraced modern technology, offering services like Dolby Atmos mixing and video game scoring 10.

Visiting Abbey Road

Today, visitors to Abbey Road can walk in the footsteps of The Beatles. The crossing is a popular tourist attraction, with fans often recreating the famous album cover pose. The studios themselves are not open to the public, but the exterior is a popular spot for photographs. People from all over the world have signed the wall outside Abbey Road as a lasting tribute to their donation to the Beatles and their music. The nearby Abbey Road Shop offers a range of Beatles memorabilia and souvenirs.

The Abbey Road Crossing and Abbey Road Studios are not only significant for their association with The Beatles but also for their contributions to music history. They represent a unique blend of historical charm and modern innovation, making them enduring symbols of creativity and popular cultural heritage.

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1. Abbey Road

Start your journey at the world-famous Abbey Road. This iconic zebra crossing, immortalized by The Beatles on their 1969 album cover, is a must-visit for music fans. Snap a photo as you walk across the same spot where John, Paul, George, and Ringo once did. Make sure to visit the Abbey Road Gift Shop for all kinds of touristy items – like posters, t-shirts, magnets, any and everything about the Beatles, and the history of Abbey Road Studios. Don’t forget to sign the wall outside Abbey Road Studios, a tradition for fans from around the globe. Abbey Road Studios is very easy to get to by subway (Tube as it is called in London) to St. John’s Wood. The Studio and crossing are a three block walk from the Tube station.

2. Tate Modern Museum

Next, head to the Tate Modern Museum, located on the banks of the River Thames. This contemporary art museum is housed in a former power station and offers free entry to its permanent collections. Explore works by artists like Picasso, Warhol, and Hockney, and enjoy stunning views of the city from the museum’s viewing level.

The building itself is a piece of artwork, and an amazing place to see and experience. Thought out the museum are 2 coffee bars, a cafe and a tea room on the top floor. Certainly worth a visit. Entrance is free. They do ask for a donation of 10 Pounds (UK currency) but that is up to you to donate or not.

3. St James’s Park

Take a leisurely stroll through St James’s Park, one of London’s most beautiful green spaces. Located near Buckingham Palace, this park is perfect for a relaxing afternoon of looking at nature or just people watching. Enjoy the picturesque lake, vibrant flower beds, ducks and geese, and the resident pelicans, which have been a feature of the park since the 17th century.

4. Millennium Bridge

Cross the Millennium Bridge, a pedestrian suspension bridge that offers breathtaking views of the Thames. Connecting St Paul’s Cathedral with Tate Modern and Shakespeare’s Globe, this bridge is an architectural marvel and a great spot for photos. As you walk across, take in the stunning skyline of London.

5. Big Ben and Parliament

No visit to London is complete without seeing Big Ben and the Houses of Parliament. While you can’t enter the buildings for free, you can admire their Gothic architecture from the outside. The clock tower, often referred to as Big Ben has an official name, Elizabeth Tower, is one of London’s most recognizable landmarks.

The Parliament building was originally constructed in the eleventh century as a royal palace and was the primary residence of the kings of England until 1512. The original building burned down in 1834 and was replaced with what you see now. Be sure to visit at night when the buildings are beautifully illuminated.

6. Changing of the Guard

Witness the Changing of the Guard at Buckingham Palace, a quintessential British experience. This ceremonial event takes place on select days and is free to watch. Arrive early to secure a good viewing spot and enjoy the pageantry as the New Guard takes over from the Old Guard, accompanied by a military band.

Do not want to stand in a large crowd to watch? You can wander over to Horse Guard located at the other end of St. James Park and see a much smaller version of The Changing of the Guards at Buckingham Palace. Although not as well known as the Changing at Buckingham Palace smaller crowds and no railings between you and the men and horses taking part make changing The King’s Lifeguard on Horse Guards Parade ideal for visitors with younger children and those looking for some amazing pictures.

Conclusion

London offers a wealth of free attractions that allow you to experience the city’s rich history and vibrant culture without spending a penny. From the musical heritage of Abbey Road to the artistic treasures of Tate Modern, and the regal splendor of the Changing of the Guard, there’s something for everyone to enjoy. So, grab your camera and start exploring!

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1. Explore the Historic Cobblestone Streets

River Street is famous for its cobblestone streets, which date back to the 18th century. Walking along these historic pathways, you’ll feel like you’ve stepped back in time. The cobblestones were originally used as ballast in ships and later repurposed to pave the streets¹.

2. Visit the River Street Market Place

Located next to Joe’s Crab Shack, the River Street Market Place offers a unique shopping experience. This outdoor market is reminiscent of the open-air markets that stood on River Street in the mid-1800s. Here, you can find handmade art, beautiful jewelry, and other unique souvenirs¹.

3. Indulge in Sweet Treats at River Street Sweets

No visit to River Street is complete without stopping by River Street Sweets. This iconic candy shop offers a nostalgic experience with sugary samples of Southern classics like pecan pralines and saltwater taffy. Be sure to bring some home in colorful gift boxes depicting iconic Savannah scenes¹.

4. Sample Honey at Savannah Bee Company

Savannah Bee Company is a must-visit for honey lovers. With two popular stores on Broughton Street and River Street, you can sample a variety of delectable honey flavors. They also offer honey-based soaps and skin creams, making for perfect gifts. Don’t miss the chance to try fresh honeycomb paired with green apple and cheddar cheese¹.

5. Enjoy a Drink at Wet Willie’s

Wet Willie’s is one of the most recognizable cocktail spots on River Street, known for its high-octane, liquor-infused frozen drinks. It’s a great place to cool off and enjoy some pub fare, with shrimp and grits being a popular choice¹.

6. Take a Savannah Riverboat Cruise

One of the best ways to see Savannah’s waterfront is by taking a riverboat cruise. These cruises offer a variety of tours, from sightseeing to dinner cruises, and are perfect for celebrating special occasions or simply enjoying a relaxing day on the water¹.

7. Dine with a View

River Street is home to numerous restaurants that offer stunning views of the Savannah River. Whether you’re in the mood for fine dining or casual eats, you’ll find plenty of options. Some popular spots include The Cotton Sail Hotel’s Top Deck, which serves regional food with a Lowcountry twist².

8. Attend a Festival

River Street is known for its lively festivals and events. From music festivals to holiday celebrations, there’s always something happening. These events are a great way to experience the local culture and enjoy live entertainment¹.

9. Visit Historic Monuments

As you stroll along River Street, you’ll come across several historic monuments and statues. The Waving Girl Statue, for example, is a tribute to Florence Martus, who greeted ships entering the Savannah port for over 44 years³.

10. Shop for Souvenirs

River Street is lined with shops offering a variety of souvenirs, from local art to quirky gifts. The River Street Market Place and other boutique stores provide plenty of options for finding the perfect memento of your trip⁴.

11. Experience the Nightlife

When the sun sets, River Street comes alive with vibrant nightlife. From rooftop bars offering panoramic views to lively pubs and clubs, there’s no shortage of places to enjoy a night out².

12. Take a Scenic Ferry Ride

For a different perspective of the city, hop on a free scenic ferry ride. The ferry offers beautiful views of the Savannah River and the historic district, making it a relaxing way to see the sights⁴.

Savannah’s River Street is a destination that truly has it all. Whether you’re exploring its rich history, indulging in delicious food, or simply taking in the scenic views, you’re sure to have an unforgettable experience.

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Thursday, June 21, 2012
Travel Day
Day 1
I am flying high over the Atlantic on Ethiopian Airlines. Talk about luxury. Certainly no American airline offers this kind of service any more. Blankets and pillows for everyone. Free meal and free booze and basically free everything. The people are incredibly friendly. They ask what I am doing and when I tell them, they all give me advice on how to survive in Zimbabwe and Africa in general. People are friendly everywhere if you take the time with them, and are courteous yourself. But this was really very pleasant.

My stopover in Washington was completely uneventful. I landed at 1:45 AM and had booked a hotel room. I am just too old to try to sleep in a row of chairs in the airport. It was worth it because I was exhausted after a day of taking care of last-minute details and the stress that I have every time I fly. Plus, it was really nice to spend one last night in what I perceive as American-style luxury: TV, ESPN, AC, coffee in the room, and a very large hot shower.

I am watching the cutest little Ethiopian boy run up and down the aisles. Big smile on his face as he laughingly runs back and forth. How can you not smile at that? The pure joy of just being able to run around with no cares.

Even with the help of alcohol and a few pills, it is very hard for me to sleep on a plane. Although for one stretch, I did manage to until a beautiful air hostess woke me up because I was drooling. How romantic and sexy is that image?

Addis Abeba, Capitol of Ethiopia

I am about halfway to Addis Abeba, and I still have 9 more hours after I land there. I will arrive in Harare around 12 PM on Thursday. This jet lag is going to be awful. (For spelling junkies – Addis Ababa can be spelled two ways. I choose to use the spelling used by the official Ethiopian Mapping Authority: Addis Abeba.)

I will try to send this out when I get to Addis Abeba as there is no internet on my planes. I marvel at people who can do all their work from the skies, but unfortunately, I am not booked on one of those flights.

My two seatmates are two Ethiopian men who are returning home after long times away. One is a college professor in computer science in North Carolina, and the other is a man who has not been home for over 15 years, who lives in Seattle and has three kids. They have been very kind, answering all my stupid questions about Ethiopia and trying to teach me useful words.

Listening to Miles Davis at the moment – on the airline sound system – he is so cool that he makes me feel cool just listening to him.

“Wandering re-establishes the original harmony which once existed between man and the universe”……Anatole France.

Addis Abeba

Sunday, June 24, 2012
Day 2
(It is hard to get online here for a number of reasons. So please bear with me. I will write as often as I can.)

I have been flying for about 10 hours now, and it is dawn. I am watching the sunrise over the east coast of Africa, and it is amazing. It is the same sunrise as in any part of the world, but since I have never seen anything in Africa, this is especially amazing. I am flying over Somalia and Khartoum. The view screen on the back of our seats shows us flying over places that I have seen on maps all my life but never imagined that I would ever come near to.

Bole International Airport, Addis Abebe, Ethiopia

As we flew into Addis Abeba, it was gray and dreary. It is winter here, and grey seems the main color. The airport seems in a total state of chaos, but it makes sense to them. There must be 20 or more duty-free shops selling everything that you can imagine. Prayer rooms in all corners of the airport for men and women to pray separately. No clear idea of what gate a flight is landing or taking off from, yet everyone but me seems to know exactly where to go. Someone in LA taught me a phrase in Ethiopian that means “good health to you.” A common greeting, I was told. So I have tried it on about 10 people in the last day or so. I usually get a strange stare. t is due to my amazing and very special pronunciation, I am sure.

The plane that I am taking to Harare is the size of a sardine can. We have not even taken off, and the man behind me is already snoozing loudly. Every third person on this flight is Chinese. Talking with people on the other plane, they confirm that while we were fighting two wars in Iraq and Afghanistan, the Chinese have bought all the minerals in Africa. They own Africa just like the Europeans owned it in the last century. This is the new form of colonialism, so has anything really changed? It just seems a new master is all.

Finally, I am in Harare, dog-tired, yet I still have customs. The people are very nice, but the process is clumsy at best. I stood in three lines for over an hour while one man in one booth processed about 60 people. I arrived with a temporary work permit, my passport, my contract with the Festival, and proof of my ticket out of the country – all required to enter the country. They never asked for any of it. They only wanted my 45-dollar fee for my visa.  Oh well.

I finally got through and met Gavin Peter, the festival director. We have spoken for months by email and Facebook, but to finally meet him in person was great. A big, friendly, gregarious man who drove me through Harare to the home of my hosts for the next week, Keith and Jeannette ——. Keith is the chairman of the board of the NIAA, who sponsors the festival.

A quick shower and a brief nap. I was so knackered, but I got up to be on Zim time. It was about 4 PM, so they showed me around their property. Many of the homes in the suburbs consisted of large to moderate homes on large tracts of land (2 to 3 acres) surrounded by high walls and fences. Their garden is amazing with so many beautiful plants and flowers that blaze with color even in winter. Then a pleasant evening in their lovely home with a fire (it is winter here), dinner, and a bottle of wine. What a very lovely introduction to this interesting country, and what promises to be a very life-changing adventure.

Keith & Jeannette’s Home in Harare, Zimbabwe

Tuesday, June 26, 2012
Day 4
It was Saturday, and Keith took me to see my first cricket match. We drove around downtown Harare on the way to the cricket stadium. The Brits laid out this city in a beautiful way. Wide streets and a partial grid make it somewhat easy to get around.

Keith and Jeannette’s pool area

The constant jaywalking and almost non-existent traffic laws take a little getting used to. I forget that Americans have some of the most rigid traffic laws in the world. Here it is a complete mess with everyone going everywhere at once, but it seems to work somehow. Driving here for the newcomer would be extremely overwhelming. I have not had to make that choice yet, as everyone has been so kind to take me where I need to go, or I am within walking distance from shopping areas. http://wikitravel.org/en/Harare

We got to the stadium to watch Zimbabwe’s national team play South Africa in a Pan-African Cricket tournament. I knew something of the game but not enough to describe anything to anyone. WOW. I love cricket. We were watching a type called Twenty/20 cricket as opposed to Fifty/50 or One Day cricket, which takes all day, or the 5-day classic Test match cricket. Can you imagine watching a 5-day match of the same two teams playing the same game for 5 days and still maybe ending in a tie? My head would explode, but people here are totally into it.

I cannot explain the game here in just a few words because it is as complex as baseball in the record-keeping and strategic moves. Yet once you get the basics down, it is a really fun and exciting game to cheer for. Zim lost, but due to a tournament rule, they somehow got into the finals.

We were in private boxes enjoying the game. Like watching football in a luxury box – only way to watch a sport, really! I was taken to two other boxes as I continued to meet the sponsors of the drama festival here in Zim. I am a bit of a local celebrity or curiosity since I have come all this way to do the festival on my own dime. Some appreciate it, some are worried that I will bring an American influence to a festival that is 100 years old next year, and some are worried that I will underestimate Zim’s education system. It is strange to be an American on the ground in a small country. They respect us and dislike us in equal measure. They know more about our country and elections than we do because we are such a huge influence in the world that what we do affects them as much as ourselves. I cannot tell you how many conversations I have had about how they see the Obama/Romney contest.

It is like we are the Mafia Don at the end of the street protecting his neighborhood. We can provide protection and benefits to the local street, but it comes at a really big price. And even when we do nothing, it affects them. They have taken the Chinese money because of all the international sanctions that were leveled at President Mugabe because of his Land Reform measures where his government seized white-owned farms and gave them to native Zimbabweans.

The sanctions are against him and his government personally, but the effect trickles down to all the businesses and people here. Whether the sanctions were right or not, they are one reason that the Zim economy is a disaster. They did not affect the leaders; they affected the everyday person, destroying jobs, pensions, and savings. While we were fighting two wars in Iraq and Afghanistan, the Chinese quietly came into Africa, and Zimbabwe in particular, and have bought all the mineral rights. So Zimbabwe has taken all that the Chinese will give them, because they were getting very little now from the US and Europe.

The final score to the cricket match was 129 to 126. I can kind of explain the scoring if you are interested at some other time, but I can tell you it was a nail biter right down to the last over. Yes, I said Over. It is like an inning/turn/bat in baseball but shorter.

Then I went to over to Gavin’s house for a really quick dinner and off to the local theatre called Reps. Not professional, it is more like a community theatre. Reps Theatre is a private non-profit enterprise with two theatres, one large and one small and an excellent pub bar that is open all during the show. I saw part of the Norman Conquest trilogy. It was ok. Couple of really good actors, but felt like an actor’s showcase in LA.

Back to my new temporary home and to bed. Tomorrow, I am going on SAFARI.

Cheers

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It was a beautiful spring day on the Upper West Side by Lincoln Center. I had just finished a long lunch at P.J. Clarke’s with my former college roommate, Terry Larsen. We both majored in Theatre at Valdosta State University, though our paths diverged—he went to New York, and I went to Los Angeles. We hadn’t seen each other in over 20 years, except for photos on Facebook, so it was a thrill to catch up and share our lives.

FILM – AFTERNOON IN CENTRAL PARK

After we said our goodbyes at the corner of Broadway and 63rd, I decided to take a stroll through Central Park and maybe have a cocktail at Tavern on the Green. Those plans quickly changed, leading to one of the most beautiful days I’ve ever spent in New York.

The weather was perfect—70s with no humidity, a slight breeze, and everything lush and green. I wandered from the West Side to the East Side and back again, taking in sights like Sheep Meadow, the Lake, Strawberry Fields, the ice rink, the Chess and Checkers House, Belvedere Castle, and the outdoor Delacorte Theatre. The views were simply amazing.

Since returning to the Atlanta area, I’ve made it a point to visit New York City every year to catch up on theatre and Broadway. This time, I saw Uncle Vanya at Lincoln Center, Home at the Roundabout, and a new play on Theatre Row, The Actors. While the theatre wasn’t particularly impressive this time, that afternoon in Central Park will stay with me for a long time. If New York City were always like that, you’d never want to leave. I ended the day listening to excellent jazz on the crowded patio at Tavern on the Green, sipping a superb Sauvignon Blanc. It was an excellent day!

I took so many photographs that I decided to make a short film to showcase that singular day in the park. If you’re a fan of the band Chicago, you can almost hear their famous song, Saturday in the Park, as the film plays. Hope you enjoy it!

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National Flag and Symbol of Zimbabwe

THE START

In 2012, I accepted an offer to take a temporary job in Africa. At the time I did not know that this opportunity would quite literally change the entire fabric of my life. This trip would be so much more than just an adventure but in fact would be an overwhelming experience that would lead me to change the entire direction and focus of my life.

In 2011, my life was kind of falling apart. A three-year relationship with a woman who I loved very much had ended. I was still reeling from the aftermath of the world-wide economic downtown that had closed my real estate investment business and was forcing my house toward foreclosure. To cover the expenses of running my suddenly upside-down house, I was renting out every extra bedroom that I had to college students who went to school at the close-by University of Southern California. My only other income at the time was running a small non-profit theatre where I served as Producing Artistic Director. Theatre is one of the great passions of my life, but after 25 years leading a small non-profit arts group, I was exhausted and burned out.

I desperately needed a break, or as one friend put it best – “I needed an escape from my own life”. Yet, there was no lifeline nor escape. As my house edged ever closer to foreclosure, my despair grew, and my options were shrinking fast. It was at that moment that one morning an email arrived in my inbox. It was an email that I had been expecting, but I was not really sure how I felt about it. I had been communicating about a possible gig job with an arts group in Zimbabwe. One of my former theatre students when I taught at Pepperdine University in Malibu, CA., was from Zimbabwe, and her mother was a volunteer administrator for this organization. My former student had put us together and on a lark, I had applied to work for them.

THE JOB

The job was to be the Judge or Adjudicator for a national drama festival that takes place in Zimbabwe every year. The drama festival was part of an even larger series of arts festivals run by a group known as the National Institute of Allied Arts. The National Institute of Allied Arts is a 100-year-old volunteer organization founded by the British colonials to instill public speaking, drama, music, literature and visual arts into the white children of Zimbabwe. But over time and with the change of governments and Zimbabwe getting its freedom in 1980, the organization become one of the first to open its doors to all the children of Zim. Every year about 30 thousand+ children take part in 4 festivals a year in music, visual arts, literature and drama.

If hired I would be the first American to adjudicate their national drama festival. The job would take about 2 to 3 weeks and the adjudicator would see about 15000 children perform in various theatre and public speaking categories. The job paid a small salary and promised all living expenses would be covered. The catch was the adjudicator had to figure out a way to get to Zimbabwe and pay for it themselves. But who ever came as a reward, they would be given a two-week tour around Zimbabwe. They would see places with names that I had never heard but would soon become very familiar with in the coming weeks and years. Places like Harare, the capital city, Kwekwe, Gweru, Great Zim, Matopos National Park, Vic Falls, Bulawayo, and so many more.

The email offered me the job and seeing this as the escape that I needed and desperately wanted, I quickly said yes. The Festival would be in June and so the plans began in earnest. Being broke and not having the money to pay for the trip, I lied and told them I did. I swiftly started a campaign to raise the money. I wrote a small grant through my theatre, held a garage sale, and ran a Kickstarter fundraising campaign. Plus I also got 500 dollars from the US Embassy in Zimbabwe, but more on that later. In a matter of 3 weeks, I raised the 1500 dollars needed for the flight.

Zimbabwe here I come!!!

With the help of another friend, I managed to get a small guest teaching job in Rome, Italy for a week on the way back from Zimbabwe. I would spend a week there and then have two weeks of traveling very cheaply in Europe. Upon my return to the US, I would still be broke but maybe not in despair anymore.

LAX in Los Angeles

Wednesday, June 13, 2012, Los Angeles
Still I leave in 4 days. The rush to get everything done. What to pack? How much is too much or too little? The excitement! The fear! Of flying and being away for over two months! The voice of my doctor in my head. Don’t eat that, don’t drink that, wash all your food yourself, sanitize everything, don’t touch anything – really? People live there, what do they do? I am sure that every person who goes out to dinner in a large city in Africa does not ask to wash the vegetables. Next he would have told me not to breathe the air just to be on the safe side.

There are certainly concerns about health issues, I get that. Drink bottled water, be careful what you eat, be observant of the things around you. But if we are all that cautious, we would never leave our home. As Ben Franklin said – “all things in moderation.” I find that to still be one of the best pieces of advice every given. Try everything, do everything – just be reasonable about it.

I rented my own personal room out at my house. So even if I want to come back – I have to sleep on the couch. So, I might as well just stay overseas, right.
I am packing for two different hemispheres, and it is crazy. Winter in one place – seems mild in Zimbabwe. Pleasant days, chilly nights. It will be blazing hot in Rome in mid-July. You need to bring enough, but you want to travel light. Ahh, adventures in packing. And of course, it never fails no matter how organized you are when you are somewhere over the Atlantic, you remember that “most important” item aside from your passport that you left behind.
I leave in 4 days. The adventure begins. Whether I am ready or not. The plane leaves in 4 days. I am on it!!

“A journey is like marriage. The certain way to be wrong is to think you control it.” – John Steinbeck

Monday, June 18, 2012, DAY 0. Los Angeles.

I take off in 3 hours. After 8 months of work and luck and reaching out, it is about to happen. I take a red eye to DC. to meet my plane to Addis Abeba, Ethiopia. Than on from there to Harare. There are no words to describe how I feel at the moment. Excitement, fear, apprehension, joy all mixed up together. Here is praying for a safe journey to Harare. If you have good thoughts, please send them along.

My way to Zimbabwe – Ethiopian Airlines

“The whole object of travel is not to set foot on foreign land; it is at last to set foot on one’s own country as a foreign land.” – G. K. Chesterton ]

Next update from DC on Day 1. Cheers –

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Our theatre found its home in an aging edifice on Santa Monica Blvd. The building itself had witnessed decades of history as it was right in the middle of film soundstages, lighting and equipment companies, small production companies and the industrial part of the film business. I knew little of its early days, except for a fascinating tidbit: during World War II, the building had housed a parachute factory. Back then, parachutes were a novelty and considered a military weapon, and the building stood under military watch as these life-saving contraptions were meticulously packed.

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The building’s owner, an elderly gentleman, treated it as a mere revenue stream. Maintenance was an afterthought, and the structure bore the scars of neglect. I acquired the theatre from a man named Bill Sorrell, who, along with the Swayze brothers—Patrick and Donnie—had birthed the Attic Theatre. The Swayze siblings, fresh from Texas, had ventured to Hollywood with their wives, eager to make their mark in the film industry. Their fateful collaboration with Bill Sorrell gave rise to the Attic Theatre.

Perched on the second floor of the ancient building, the Attic Theatre became our creative haven. Denise and I assumed control in 1987, launching a vibrant repertoire of plays. By 1990, we had also taken over abandoned office space within the same structure and fashioned a humble four-room apartment complete with a kitchen. It lacked opulence but offered proximity to our artistic endeavors.

As struggling artists, our lives revolved around the theater. We juggled outside jobs to make ends meet, but the Attic was our sanctuary—a realm where autonomy reigned supreme. No one dictated our choices; we were masters of our own destiny.

Our little theatre somehow defied the odds. Despite our shoestring budget and the building’s faded grandeur, the Attic Theatre thrived. We churned out good plays and sometimes even great productions. We were earning a reputation as a haven for artists—a place where creativity blossomed, and dreams took flight.

I had taken a brief business trip and Denise, my capable partner, held down the fort while I was away. She was the beating heart of our operation, both a good administrator and a wonderful theatre producer. Upon my return, we convened to discuss the theatre business and that is when she told me that a company by the name of Icon Productions had booked the dance studio for a reading of a screenplay. The name immediately caught my attention because I knew Icon Productions was Mel Gibson’s production company. In the early ’90s, Mel wasn’t just an actor; he was a cinematic force, weaving tales both in front of and behind the camera as a producer and director. I was shocked that such a prestigious outfit would choose our modest theatre. Our place, though well-maintained, was a little low rent for a major film company to use for their reading.

I kept the news from Denise. She idolized Mel Gibson, and I didn’t want to raise her hopes prematurely. But curiosity gnawed at me. Why here?

Days later, the phone rang—a production manager for Icon Productions was on the line. His concern? Parking. The executives attending the reading needed ample space. I inquired about the headcount: around 30. Our parking lot, alas, was a postage stamp—a handful of spots shared among tenants. I explained this to the manager, emphasizing that the spaces weren’t mine to allocate and that the executives would have to park on the street or arrange other alternatives. He assured me that this would not be a problem.

It was then that I informed Denise that it was Mel Gibson’s company who was renting our space and that he might be there. She became so excited that I thought she was going to faint. Even though the production meeting for Mel Gibson’s company was still two days away, she went back there and immediately started cleaning up the studio to make it look as perfect for Mel Gibson as she could.

The day finally arrived—and my worst fears came true. The Hollywood elite, their luxury cars began arriving and filling the parking lot. Land Rovers, Mercedes, Jaguars—all vying for our meager parking spaces. The other tenants, unaccustomed to this overflow, erupted in protest. I was caught in the crossfire, played reluctant traffic cop, my pleas drowned out by irate voices.

The production manager, seemingly impervious to chaos, stood his ground. Executives, he declared, wouldn’t be relegated to street parking. Our arrangement meant nothing to him. I told him that maybe the cars would be towed by the other businesses. He shrugged his shoulders and walked away. I watched helplessly as the luxury cars multiplied, stacking atop one another while the other businesses’ patrons were relegated to the curb, and the tenants hurled colorful expletives my way.

And there, amidst the parking mayhem, Denise was star-struck. She’d met Mel, her eyes wide as saucers, and guided him upstairs. The plain and unassuming rehearsal studio was now filled with high powered movie execs including Mel Gibson as the executive producer, while production assistants scurried, setting tables, arranging chairs, and stocking coolers with drinks and lunch.

The script that they were reading was a new one that they were considering producing as a movie. There were no other movie stars there besides Mel. It was just executives hearing the production assistants read the movie out loud to see what they thought about it.

Occasionally Denise would go to the rehearsal hall to check if they needed anything, but I think it was secretly to see Mel. Down in the parking lot I had morphed from theater manager/owner to an impromptu parking valet, my frustration simmering beneath a veneer of professionalism. Yet, I wanted to keep their business in case they ever come back. Often, I would go upstairs to get keys from the production manager for a certain car to move so the other tenants’ customers could use the space. I was pissed off, but I just wanted to get through the day. They were booked for only four hours, and I managed to hold off the other businesses owners until finally it was over. Than all the executives began to leave and all the luxury cars that had been crammed into our parking lot like sardines, now vanished into the afternoon traffic. Eventually, everyone was gone, and I walked up to the office.  

Denise, her starstruck glow undiminished, wanted to thank Mel personally. So, we wandered back through the theatre, through the backstage, and opened the connecting door to the rehearsal hall.

Now remember we lived at the theatre space, and we had a cat. Our cat was named Squirrel, a beautiful female that we’d had since just after she was born. One day, a few years before, a very tiny kitten had somehow managed to survive extremely busy Santa Monica Blvd and had wandered up the stairs to our theatre and just sat there. Denise did not live with me at the time and so I tried to shoo the cat away, but she wouldn’t leave. So eventually I fed the tiny little kitten, and from then I belonged to her. Cats have a way of just kind of staking their claim on you and that’s what Squirrel did. There’s an old saying about cats that goes “dogs have owners, cats have staff”, and it is very true. Our cat got her name when Denise moved in because of the way she bounced and ran around all over the place like a crazy squirrel out in your front yard.

So, Squirrel had followed us back as we were saying goodbye to Mel Gibson and the production manager who had booked the space. There were still 2 production assistants there folding up the tables and chairs and packing up the food. Now Mel Gibson is not a big man. He is probably about 5’6 or 5’7 and had on cowboy boots to jack him up another couple of inches. Most leading men in Hollywood are actually quite short. He seemed fairly nice, and both Denise and I were fans of his. She was more gaga than I was, but I was very impressed that Mel Gibson was standing in my business.

While we are standing around saying our goodbyes, Squirrel who was a very people friendly feline was wandering around and she rubbed up against Mel Gibson’ leg. Inexplicably Mel Gibson drew back his boot and forcefully kicked Squirrel about 6 feet across the rehearsal room.

I was shocked at his action and quickly checked to see if my cat was ok. I looked over at Denise, and the look on her face made it clear she was as upset as I was. Turning to Mel Gibson, I asked, “Why did you just kick my cat?”

Mel Gibson looked at me and said, “I don’t like cats. I don’t want them anywhere around me.”

I responded, “Well she’s our cat and this is her house. She only trying to be friendly.”

Mel Gibson said, “I don’t give a damn! Keep the cat away from me.”

Maybe it’s because I was irritated from 4 hours of re-parking the cars of over privileged and inconsiderate movie executives who had showed no regard for my business or the people who worked in the building, yet without hesitation, I told Mel Gibson, “I think it’s time for you to leave.”

Everybody in the room froze. The two production assistants regarded me with astonishment, as if I had blasphemed the Almighty.  The production manager was completely shocked. Mel regarded me for a second and said, “Well, you have a crappy theatre anyway.”

I said, “That may be true, but you’ve already paid me for it. Have a good day.”

At which point Mel Gibson turned, and he and his big cowboy boots stomped loudly down the wooden stairs to the parking lot. After he had quit stomping down the stairs, the production manager turned to me, “People don’t speak to Mr. Gibson that way.”

“Well people don’t kick my cat either. When you guys get all packed up, you can go as well.” I asked Denise to make sure that they left, and I picked up our bewildered cat and went back to our apartment.

I understood that some people have an aversion for cats for whatever reason, but you do not go into someone’s home or business and kick their cat that hard. I thought it was very arrogant and a cruel way to treat someone else’s animal and pet.

It was a few years later that, Mel Gibson had his major blowout with the Jewish policeman who pulled him over for drunk driving in Malibu, California. Mel berated the man, calling him all kinds of ethnic and racial slurs. When I heard the story, I was not shocked. During our encounter in the rehearsal room, I had concluded that he didn’t seem like a very nice man.

I’m still a Mel Gibson fan to a degree. I think he’s a wonderful director and a good actor, but I probably would not want to speak to him if given the opportunity. That is the true story of when Mel Gibson kicked my cat.

When Denise left to move back to Illinois because of an illness in 2000, the new owner of the building began trying to force all the tenants out. He raised our rent 4 times in 4 months. I was forced to move the theatre to the Culver City area on Washington Blvd and continued running it until 2016 when I sold the theatre company to another group.

For the official record, I hereby attest that the following account is my own personal recollection of the events that transpired, over a quarter-century ago, within the confines of my theatre. The building is still standing on Santa Monica Blvd., though now abandoned since the year 2001. The other tenants and businesses have all gone or moved. I am unconnected to their present whereabouts.

My dearest friend and confidante, Denise, she passed away in 2007, her laughter and camaraderie forever etched in my heart.

As for the employees of Mr. Gibson and his company, I never knew them or their names, and have no idea where they currently may be.

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