Attention alumni, any and all having a history with the SSA or Globe Playhouse and friends/colleagues of Thad Taylor. We would like to hear from you!

SSA is in the initial stages of creating a theatrical archive and SSA history museum to supplement the Shakespearean Museum, Rare Book/Research Library and Art Gallery.

Share your behind the scene stories of various productions, remembrances of Thad or insights from other SSA scholarly and community events. We are interested in both the triumphs and challenges!

We have thousands of pictures, slides, playbills, costume sketches, set designs, promotional material and media reviews on plays performed going back to the 1968-1972 days at Alta Loma and 1972 forward at the Globe Playhouse, 1107 N Kings Road. Let us know what play you were involved in and perhaps you can assist us to archive and document material via email. Thad literally did not throw anything away!

Copies of specific photos or materials for yourself or your heirs, may be available if you let us know.

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THANKS TO LARRY EISENBERG FOR SHARING THIS STORY FROM KING LEAR, 1977

Larry Eisenberg (Edgar) and George Coulouris (King Lear) in the Globe Playhouse Production of King Lear.

George Coulouris (Oct 1, 1903 - April 25,1989)

George is the one on the floor.

This photo is from the Dover Cliff scene. Lear is mad as a hatter by this time and Edgar is barely keeping his own sanity.

An interesting thing happened with this scene. The costumer had given George a thin white tunic with a pair or purple tights. In the wings, on opening night, George kept asking people what they thought of his tights. Everyone said they were fine but they were lying. Finally, he approached me. "Edgar!" he intoned, "what do you think of these purple tights?"

"They're silly. You should lose them."

"Yes, but then the audience would see an old man's knobby legs."

"Well, King Lear is an old man and he's probably got knobby legs."

"You're right," he said and took off his tights just in time for our entrance into the scene. Once in front of the audience, he became suddenly self conscious that his genitals might become revealed. He squatted to the ground, tucked the edges of his tunic between his legs and played the entire scene duck-walking around the stage. It was mad, insane and heartbreaking. Afterwards, he said to me, "You were right, Edgar, it plays much better without the tights."