Friday, October 22, 2010

Speaking of the Stage

Welcome to another exciting addition to this wonderful theatrical blog.
This week, I was fortunate to see a production of "Charlie's Aunt" at my university.
I also helped build the sets, but that's besides the point...
The play consisted of three acts held in three different places. My boyfriend was confused as to what the hell was going on because the stage looked very small from our (meaning the audience's) angle. I attempted to explain what was up, but he just didn't get it. (love you honey!!!)
Luckily, he needed to get to another part of the building, so he got to see where Scene Shop was and also the part of the theatre where we load stuff in. It's also known as the Loading Dock...
This week's editon will be about Scene Shop and the wonderful magic behind it.
I spent several weeks helping to build the set for "Charlie's Aunt." It was fun, and extremely difficult, because of how much work was involved. We, meaning the members of shop, literally bled for this production. Sweat and tears are always mandatory for a production.
I learned how to use more advanced power tools, like the like the band-, jig-, and table-saw, the router, and the pneumatic, or air powered staple and nail guns.
Many injuries ensued, i cut the back of my arm and got some dust in my eye. My friend Z, she stapled her finger with a pneumatic stapler, and bled all over me. She's alright, but we tease her because she always warns us to watch our fingers.
Nobody has cut off body parts, as of yet. *knock on wood*
And I don't think there is a day in Shop where you don't hear someone cursing loudly because they bang their hand or foot on something or another.
Much laughter and teasing follows, because the injuries are never that bad, and we all trust eachother.
Building the sets give you a sence of pride, because you started with raw materials, and made something wonderful for people to admire. It's literally the frame for the actors "artwork".
M'kay. I need to work on my homework and sturf...

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