My friend George Forss, the world famous photographer, has gone Imax in his “George Forss Theater Of The Arts,” he was driving along Route 62 and he saw a giant screen (left) with a “free” sign on it in front of a house. He pulled over and grabbed it, and he repaired it, more or less. It only shows films in yellow, but George believes in small steps Today’s theater showing was a documentary on the last Yiddish Theater in New York City. Once there were a score or more, now there is one.

George loves this documentary, it touches his artistic heart and soul in so many ways. He called me up to invite me today, he says he loves the movie show much he is showing it for two consecutive weeks. I came over for a sneak preview, I couldn’t stay for the whole documentary this week, I will be there next week at 2:30. The public is welcome, and George serves water and popcorn, and if the crowd is big enough, turns on the heater (not so lucky today.) I love the three screen affect and George uses a shepherd’s crook (above) to turn on his speakers, there are fourteen, all salvaged from dumps and garbage cans, that form George’s wall of “Surround Sound,” as he puts it.

One of the many great things about George is that he couldn’t be happier with his theater if it were Lincoln Center. His art is for him, he is as pleased if I am the only attendee as if there were a million people.

I love George, he calls every morning but I am often out doing farm chores or writing, so we connected and agreed that we missed each other. I think I’ll take him to see “Interstellar,” he might be able to make sense of the plot. The George Forss Theater Of The Arts grows and evolves every week. A major cultural institution in these parts.