Nervous and excited.
First, what I've been up to. This week, I designed lights for a community theater production of Cabaret. Fun, but really hard. Normally, for a show like this, you'd have an infrastructure of equipment that costs, oh, let's call it $80,000, and a show-specific budget of at least $4000. (The last musical my dayjob company did had a show budget, just for lighting, of $12,000.) The show could be programmed so that it could be run by a trained monkey, who is required to push a single button at the right time to run the show.
This company has a lighting rig that cost maybe $800. I spent anotheer $200 of show budget. The show is run live, with the operator controlling each light manually in realtime. Rock & Roll style.
Normally, a designer would watch rehearsals several times, then spend about fifty hours desgining before an audience sees it. I saw no rehearsals, and then two runs-through to design on the fly. I was very pleased with how things turned out, considering I'm lighting the show with clip lights and flood lamps, just like you'd have in your basement or garage. I then had to train a friend with little lighting aptitude how to run the show, without any actors on stage. The show opens tonight, but I won't see it. Quite nervous.
I won't see it because...
I"M OFF TO CHICAGO!
A girl with whom a have a past, and, most likely, a future, opens her MFA Directing Thesis at Northwestern tonight, and I'm flying out to see it. I'm incredibly nervous and excited. I want things to work out with her, but it's all up in the air, as we live in different places, and neither of us have any illusions about how much that arrangement sucks. I've turned down a number of possibilities since the last time I saw her, because the possibility of being with her was better than the probability of getting in a pointless relationship in the meantime.
As a result, I've been incredibly horny. I board a plane this afternoon, hoping for the best, but there are no guarantees that we'll be together in that way. For all I know, she's seeing someone. I don't think that's the case, as I'm fairly sure that would have come up as we've talked. Anyhoo, I have to go do some work, and then fly back to the good ol' Midwest.
Wish me luck!
First, what I've been up to. This week, I designed lights for a community theater production of Cabaret. Fun, but really hard. Normally, for a show like this, you'd have an infrastructure of equipment that costs, oh, let's call it $80,000, and a show-specific budget of at least $4000. (The last musical my dayjob company did had a show budget, just for lighting, of $12,000.) The show could be programmed so that it could be run by a trained monkey, who is required to push a single button at the right time to run the show.
This company has a lighting rig that cost maybe $800. I spent anotheer $200 of show budget. The show is run live, with the operator controlling each light manually in realtime. Rock & Roll style.
Normally, a designer would watch rehearsals several times, then spend about fifty hours desgining before an audience sees it. I saw no rehearsals, and then two runs-through to design on the fly. I was very pleased with how things turned out, considering I'm lighting the show with clip lights and flood lamps, just like you'd have in your basement or garage. I then had to train a friend with little lighting aptitude how to run the show, without any actors on stage. The show opens tonight, but I won't see it. Quite nervous.
I won't see it because...
I"M OFF TO CHICAGO!
A girl with whom a have a past, and, most likely, a future, opens her MFA Directing Thesis at Northwestern tonight, and I'm flying out to see it. I'm incredibly nervous and excited. I want things to work out with her, but it's all up in the air, as we live in different places, and neither of us have any illusions about how much that arrangement sucks. I've turned down a number of possibilities since the last time I saw her, because the possibility of being with her was better than the probability of getting in a pointless relationship in the meantime.
As a result, I've been incredibly horny. I board a plane this afternoon, hoping for the best, but there are no guarantees that we'll be together in that way. For all I know, she's seeing someone. I don't think that's the case, as I'm fairly sure that would have come up as we've talked. Anyhoo, I have to go do some work, and then fly back to the good ol' Midwest.
Wish me luck!
Good luck on the womanizing! Hehe.