I saw Midsummer N’s D outside at night on the grounds of Edith Wharton’s mansion in Lenox. The last performance at that venue. The mechanicals were dressed as contemporary handymen who drove around the pine grove in a pick-up truck…and the fairies, etc literally hung from the trees and dangled from branches. Pretty groovy..
At the new indoor venue, down the road, all the scaffolding was left in place permanently and for the Tempest, the cast clambored around…whizzing down poles from the third balcony – by your face so you could feel the wind. Prospero was in a library about 40 feet off the ground…
You have certainly had an interesting collection of vocations or careers, I must say.