Tuesday, November 22, 2005
Time does fly
Well, what's happened in the last three weeks? The Sound of Music closed, (sadness!) with a standing ovation, many tears, and the sound of drill motors tearing down the set. Closing Night it always kind of jarring for me, because I get so used to seeing this set, a place where we "live" as it were for a month and a half. Then, in a matter of hours, the place is gone again. The stage once more resumes it's life as a church, and we actors are left with nothing more than memories and pictures. Which, for veterans who understand the way of theatre, are comforting. There will always be another play, and the memories you made on the last will survive for a long time
Friday, November 04, 2005
Make that one...
We've only one day until TSOM opens! As it is past midnight and i'm still awake at the theatre. There was a preview tonight, (last night) and we had a small but nice audience. Tomorrow should prove to be a packed house.
Being in theatre is such an amazing process, going from the first reading of the script, into laborious rehearsals wondering, "will it ever come together?", and finally standing upon the precipice of Opening Night. However, that's not the end of a play. You still have some many performances to do, and not by rote. You put your all into each and every one so that by the final, you're at your top performance. Sadly that's when the walls come crashing down. Your show is over, the costumes you wore that made you into another person are put away to be embodied by someone else. Your props are disbanded, put in boxes, to await thier next foray onto the stage in the hands of another person. All in all, it's an awfully someber event. The worst of all is watching your set come down. That set, minimalist, or grandiose, was your world. It was the place you came each night to tell a story. It may have been your house, your town, someplace that was all your own. In a matter of hours, and with the aid of power tools, it's gone. Like a wind in the grass.
However, to add a note or two of hope to this somber post, I'll end with this:
For all the sadness of closing a show, there is equal and greater joy in opening another.
Being in theatre is such an amazing process, going from the first reading of the script, into laborious rehearsals wondering, "will it ever come together?", and finally standing upon the precipice of Opening Night. However, that's not the end of a play. You still have some many performances to do, and not by rote. You put your all into each and every one so that by the final, you're at your top performance. Sadly that's when the walls come crashing down. Your show is over, the costumes you wore that made you into another person are put away to be embodied by someone else. Your props are disbanded, put in boxes, to await thier next foray onto the stage in the hands of another person. All in all, it's an awfully someber event. The worst of all is watching your set come down. That set, minimalist, or grandiose, was your world. It was the place you came each night to tell a story. It may have been your house, your town, someplace that was all your own. In a matter of hours, and with the aid of power tools, it's gone. Like a wind in the grass.
However, to add a note or two of hope to this somber post, I'll end with this:
For all the sadness of closing a show, there is equal and greater joy in opening another.
Wednesday, November 02, 2005
TWO DAYS!!!!
MAH! The Sound of Music opens it's invisible curtains in two days! I'm really excited. I understand that's rather an odd thing, being excited for opening when most actors are terrified. I'm happy because it means we're getting into the final stage of this show.
Yes, there was a hint of "I wish this was over" in that. It's been a trial and tribulation. Sadly, there have been a few more trials that tribulations, but the latter seem to be grand enough to make up for the former.
I did finally get my nun-ette costume last night! It's really spiffing! The cute thing is, that in the costume, I end up looking rather like a nurse from World War One, than a Benedictine Postulant in 1938. But it's super cute. So now I'm completely costumed and don't have to perform in my street clothes.
I need to post some pictures of the Nuns, maybe I'll have five seconds to do that later tonight.
Yes, there was a hint of "I wish this was over" in that. It's been a trial and tribulation. Sadly, there have been a few more trials that tribulations, but the latter seem to be grand enough to make up for the former.
I did finally get my nun-ette costume last night! It's really spiffing! The cute thing is, that in the costume, I end up looking rather like a nurse from World War One, than a Benedictine Postulant in 1938. But it's super cute. So now I'm completely costumed and don't have to perform in my street clothes.
I need to post some pictures of the Nuns, maybe I'll have five seconds to do that later tonight.
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