Monday, August 11, 2014

I'm Still Here

Well, I guess that whole posting once a week thing is just not going to happen when I'm eye-deep in a show.  I just don't have any time to take pictures of what I'm knitting, but I am indeed knitting.  In fact, I have a FO to show off - my Sandshore Cardi!


Pardon the not-so-great photos.  I'm still trying to figure out how best to model knitwear and I had just returned home from a very long and crazy rehearsal which may be why I look a little crazed in the picture below.  I actually finished it last Tuesday but didn't have the time (or someone to take the pictures) until yesterday.  It seriously flew by - took me a total of 10 days.


I'm pretty happy with it, although I do vacillate throughout the day on whether I think it's breezy-and-beachy-big or if it's just too big.  I've had multiple friends tell me that no, it doesn't look too big and it is just breezy and beachy, but they are my friends so maybe they're just trying to spare my feelings.  Either way, I've worn it every day since I finished it (I'm actually wearing it now) so I guess that means I like it enough to not rip out and knit one size smaller....at least, not yet.  Anyone have an opinion?

After I finished my Sandshore, I started working on some fingerless mitts (Ameliorate by Hunter Hammersen) for a friend's birthday.  I don't have any pictures of those in progress, however.  They're going quickly as well.  The right one is done and I started on the left last night.  That makes two projects in a row that aren't socks!  But don't worry, the obsession isn't over and I have a pair lined up for right after the mitts are done.

As for my other obsession, we're three weeks away from tech week for Journey to the West and it's getting crazy.  Good crazy, but crazy.  There are over 160 props in this show which is kind of insane to deal with when you have a stage management team of one (that would be me).  I've also started working on an entrance and exit plot for the costume designer, dressers, makeup designer, and hair designer.  There are boatload of fast changes (some you-have-about-30-seconds-to-change type of fast changes).  The En/Ex plot helps identify those and will help our dressers know exactly where they need to be to facilitate those changes.  

I think it will all work out, though, and hopefully I won't end up in the fetal position after tech week (in the privacy of my own home of course - no stage manager would ever assume the fetal position in front of her cast or crew).  And, because I said I would take more pictures of rehearsal, here it is (iPhone picture and quickly shot but still here).


Speaking of fetal positions, I think I'm going through a quarter-life crisis.  I'm not actually in the fetal position or anything, but I have been thinking a lot about where I want my life to go.  I have a wonderful life currently.  I live near friends and family in one of the most beautiful cities in the United States.  I have a good very well-paying job that is also flexible enough to allow me to do my theatre work.  I own my home, and am generally secure and content.  However, part of me wants to sell the home, quit my current job, and move to New York City to try and stage manage professionally.  Crazy, right?  The thing is, theatre really is my true passion, and my dream would be to someday stage manage on Broadway.  So, I could very easily spend the rest of my life safe and content, or I could take a major chance that could end in total disaster or could be the best thing I've ever done.  

Realizing that this could very well be a temporary insanity sort of thing, I'm not making that decision anytime soon.  I'm going to give myself a year (plus, I'm already committed to shows through next April).  If, after a year, I'm still feeling this desire, I'm going to take a very hard look at making this move.  I couldn't even write the words "I will go" in that last sentence because the whole idea really scares the pants off me.  But, if no one ever did something crazy that scares the pants off them, nothing great would happen, right?

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