When I was young my father, Fred C. Forsman, an actor also, sat me in the upper balcony of the Wharf Theater in Monterey.  He said, "Bud, an actor must reach the last person in the last row of this balcony."

The Wharf had 500 seats in 1962, food for thought thirty years later.  I wander a bloodline called thespian, ancestors, all black sheep.

Its being heard, its being understood and its the presentation of a new perspective, to make sense of this complicated oddity called humankind.

For an audience to hear they need to laugh, they need to cry. Will I, or we, still be able to move the audience after telling the same story a hundred times?



Currently appearing in
Subterranean Shakespeare's production of
'The Merry Wives of Windsor'

Berkeley Art Center
1275 Walnut @ Rose (in Live Oak Park)

July 10th-August 9th.

Reservations: 510-276-3871 or
www.brownpapertickets.com