This week I had my first experience as part of the creative team for a community theater production. I joined the table read (just what it sounds like) of a play that was just cast. A few times I helped by reading stage directions, but I am not particularly cut out for that sort of thing.
I am looking forward to this challenge, but at the same time I am a little intimidated. This is the first time that so much of the lighting design has been my responsibility. I have a co-designer, who is also the stage manager, but her help will mostly be hanging and focusing the light fixtures.
The talented cast jumped right into character with no prompting from the director. Soon we were all laughing. I decided I need to watch several rehearsals. Not only do I need to observe blocking and other details important to light design, but I need to be able to watch the show without falling out of my chair laughing. I am also running sound and lights when the show is performed.
I can’t wait to get into the meat of this project. I will be challenged and maybe a bit overwhelmed, but mostly grateful for the chance to stretch my creative wings.
Any tips or suggestions will be gratefully accepted.
My son is at church. Preaching. I just can’t wrap my head around this. My baby boy is sharing words that God put on his heart. In public.
He seemed to have a special connection with my dad, but I thought is was just because they shared the same chronic illness. I couldn’t have imagined years ago that he would be following in Grandpa’s footsteps. I know this may not be a vocational choice, but I am convinced God gave him the gift of spoken word.
He has been working on this all week. He asked me enough questions I know he was trying to be accurate in his Biblical references. I got to hear him practice a couple times, and I have to say I was impressed. Not only with the message, but with his improvement in a couple days. I admire his openness. I don’t know too many young men with that kind of insight, let alone the nerve to say it to a room full of people.
I don’t know exactly what God has planned for him, but I know it is something special.
Almost 18, working and going to school, driving, shaving and girl watching. Video games when he has time, doctor appointments more often than a kid should have to endure. My son is one of the strongest people I know. He lives with chronic pain and never complains. We only know he is hurting when he asks for help, then we know it is bad. He is compassionate, follows his convictions and gives of himself when he can. Making friends easily, showing respect, and watching out for his younger sister, he is an inspiration to anyone that gets to know him. Now if we could just get him to quit bothering the cat…
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