CJ's My Fair Lady Page

Here are some pictures from The Theater Under the Stars (TUTS) production of My Fair Lady that ran July 20-30, 2000.

Here I am with Eliza and a few Cockney singers.

Wouldn't it be Loverly.

Eliza wants to pay for English lessons.

She's so deliciously low, so horribly dirty.

Chris is having far too much fun.

'er own father and 'e don't know!

Now that's what I call a dead parrot.

'e's not dead, 'e's pining for the fiords.

Create your own caption.

They got legs and know how to use them.

Eliza talks like she has marbles in her mouth.

wib blkst mss.

The servants lament Prof. Higgins in his task.

Poor Professor Higgins.

Mrs. Higgins despairs at the prospect of seeing her son.

You mean my son is here, at Ascot?

Freddie is captivated by Eliza.

How do you do?

On the Street Where You Live.

No one can sing with their eyes open.

Here I am (on the right) as Professor Zoltan Karpathy (the Hungarian at the Embassy Ball).

Prof. Higgens and Prof. Karpathy discuss the finer points of phonetics.

May I cut in?

I get to show off my waltzing skills.

Show me now!

Why do they keep rehearsing that scene?

Warming our hands by the smudge pot.

How can it be that cold in July?

Good luck, dad.

Why is he dressed like a ruddy pall bearer?

Get me to the church on time.

Everyone has the eyes shut and mouths open.