Monday, December 7, 2009
IT SNOWED
Sunday, December 6, 2009
It's over?
Friday, December 4, 2009
Remembering
Monday, November 30, 2009
Updates from the past two weeks
Monday, November 16, 2009
Perfect
Friday, November 13, 2009
Congrats!
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Am I really still up?
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
And on we go
Monday, November 9, 2009
Overview
Friday, November 6, 2009
I Practice the Art of Timing
Thursday, November 5, 2009
The beginning of the end
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Halloween!
Thursday, October 29, 2009
The past week
Friday, October 23, 2009
What to talk about...
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Beauty and the Beast
Monday, October 19, 2009
Mey
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Hmm
Saturday, October 17, 2009
Stage Management
Friday, October 16, 2009
Home
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Happy Thoughts
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Saturday, October 10, 2009
Saturday
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Updates
Monday, October 5, 2009
Nervous!
Sunday, October 4, 2009
I should be in bed
Saturday, October 3, 2009
My Life at St. Mary's
The past 24 hours
Friday, October 2, 2009
Beautiful Night
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Sink or swim
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Lots to do!
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Adrianna Wellisch
Monday, September 28, 2009
Things I need to do
Amazing Night
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Saturday, September 26, 2009
A Brief Encounter
Friday, September 25, 2009
This will be my sporadic blog
First:
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Dislike
All Done
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
This is fun
Awkwardness is invading my room
Late at night
I need my ASM back
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Reason Why I Love my Life
I need it to be fall
Friday, September 18, 2009
FRIDAY
Thursday, September 17, 2009
I don't even have words right now...
Haha. Oh Abundance. Thanks for helping my complete my homework assignment.
The Night in Which We Did Not Have an Abundance of Good Luck
Picture a faded greenish-brown textured stage with pieces of carpet interspersed among the traditional paint to give the setting a more lifelike quality to represent the boundless American west. Add two representations of log cabins, 6 painfully obnoxious (from a tech’s perspective. They were actually very visually pleasing) ground rows, and a cyclorama flanking upstage to represent the expansive western sky. Add one director, 5 actors, 8 crew members, and 4 ushers and you are caught up to where our story begins. To give you a brief description, Abundance details the lives of two young women, Bess Johnson and Macon Hill and their husbands, Jack Flan and Will Turner and their journey through hardship, prosperity, and the underlying truth of friendship. I, Shannon, will be telling this story from my perspective on that one fateful performance when everything just seemed to go wrong.
The point of attack occurs at 6 pm on November 15. The crew is setting up the stage, my co-stage manager is meticulously organizing her prop table, and the actors are perfecting their make up, costumes, and hair, and, every so often, interjecting with comments about the day, the costumes that tend to pose problems, and how they wish they could skip the last scene before intermission (for reasons that will only make sense to those involved). Everything appears to be going perfectly. I am constantly pacing back and forth from backstage left, down the hall, out to the lobby to the box office when I quickly turn around and retrace my steps while the house manager asks me for the 5th time why I am in the lobby. And then I repeat this. I appear more nervous and excited tonight because my parents are coming. 7:30 approaches and we open the house. I am not the only person nervous tonight. Macon’s parents are coming as well and she is concerned that the fires California always seem to be plagued with will prevent them from arriving. Her parents arrive well before the curtain goes up. I am happy for her. However, mine do not. I do not like this and become more agitated each moment. At 7:53, 5 minutes before places, I receive a phone call telling me that my parents will be late. I instantly become frazzled and disappointed but am aware that the show must go on. Minutes pass and soon the clock strikes 8. I know I must start the show. I slowly climb to the booth and join my two comrades who live in the lighting booth with me. Sounds go, lights go, and…I miss my cue. The very first lighting cue. Here comes the climax of the show. Although a missed lighting cue should easily be forgotten, the sense of tension in the booth leads us to believe that this is just the beginning of something. Per usual, Bess comes on stage with her characteristic frightened but curious look and takes a seat. Soon after Macon enters. She is empty handed. This is not supposed to happen. Suddenly everyone on headset goes wild because we are full aware that she is supposed to carry on a plate of biscuits which are really the beginning of their friendship. In essence--no biscuits, no friendship, no play. I then spend the next 5 minutes sending as many good vibes to the actors and constantly talking to myself telling me that they are extremely capable and will find a way to improvise this scene. By this point, the light operator and sound operator are looking at me like I am crazy and have stopped responding to anything I say. I am flustered again because not only am I concerned that my friends are terrified on stage but I also have no idea where my next light cue is going to happen. While on this is happening, the actors are successfully continuing onstage. By some miracle the scene finishes (with plenty of improvisation, random entrances, and powerful good luck chanting happening in the booth). The overall feeling is that that was certainly a terrifying moment for a theatrical production but we survived and the show went on. Little did we know that there was one more trick to completely throw us off guard. I call for the lights to come up for the next scene. We see Jack cross upstage towards stage right and reach out for a rope which will pull on a set piece that represents his cabin (it connects with a small platform that expands their playing space). Halfway through pulling the cabin on, it suddenly stops. I can see a panicked, yet masked well, look on Jack’s face. He is aware that this piece is essential for at least 3 scenes in this show. Once again every goes crazy on headset trying to solve this problem. He makes the wise decision of leaving the set piece halfway. Stage hands are trying to figure out what happened, I am once again praying that the actors aren’t losing their minds, and the poor guys in the booth with me are shaking their heads and trying not to get caught up in the pandemonium. The moment of release comes when we finally reach intermission. I am able to go backstage, give hugs, tell the actors I am extremely proud of the work they did onstage and glad they remained composed. We then continue the show with no mistakes.
(If I actually directed this show, I would also include numerous flashbacks to rehearsals to give context and backstage. It would also provide for some entertaining moments).
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Let's not overschedule ourselves shall we?
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Stairs are not my friend
Monday, September 14, 2009
I am in love
Sunday, September 13, 2009
How I Define Success
Friday, September 11, 2009
A Day in My Life
Thursday, September 10, 2009
I love my cast
Mrs. Dalloway-Laura Miller
Mr Dalloway-Andrew Talbot
Prickett Ellis-Andrew Galindo
Miss O'Keefe-Tatiana Ray
Lilly Everit- Francesca Crebassa
Bob Brinsley- Liam Callister
Mabel Waring-Jenna Stich
Hubert Waring-Frank Moreno
Rose Shaw- Annie Efremsky
Violet Searle-Kim Sturiale
I'm kind of in love with all of them. This show is going to be amaaaazing.
My knee is still dead. I will be voyaging to the health center tomorrow if I actually finish this homework for Reid...meaning I should go do that right now.
I'm sorry if I haven't called you/talked to you recently. I am in the process of getting everything ready for the show and once I fall into a regular routine, then I can talk again.
Love to you all <3
Pick One
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Good Plan?
Monday, September 7, 2009
Lani
I should update this
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Love this
Thursday, August 27, 2009
I Love you to the ends of the earth
Thursday, August 20, 2009
My Role
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
There isn't always an explanation
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Bittersweet Goodbye
Sunday, August 16, 2009
I Love Theater
Friday, August 14, 2009
CONGRATULATIONS HOLLY
Thursday, August 13, 2009
FAIR
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Countdown
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Sister Carlotta, May your Spirit Last Forever
Monday, July 13, 2009
Bipolar
Thursday, July 9, 2009
Reasons Why I Love Camp
Showers are Wonderful
Mid afternoon showers inspire me to look nice
So I have put on my new clothes. Just to work in the computer lab and go to chapel singing and dinner.
I love having no reason to dress up
:)
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Dear Life
I'm Watching Love Actually and...
Monday, July 6, 2009
Here We Go Again
-I live in an absolutely gorgeous area and find myself still discovering special things about it
-My parents support my hopes and dreams even if they aren't necessarily secure about my future
-Music is playing nearly 24/7 in my house in some form or another
-I've gone to the best schools I could have ever chosen for myself
-My friends are some of the most amazing people you are ever going to meet
-I have friends from all over the world and I keep in touch with most of them
-My family is crazy, wonderful, and very close
-I get to do what I love every single day and plan to do it as my career
-I have a computer, a cell phone, and a car.
-I got my wish: I have sisters ♥
-My support system surrounds me wherever I go
-I have hopes, dreams, and a future
-My house is beautiful
-My daddy is my best friend
-I've been hurt, forgotten, replaced, etc on numerous occasions but I'm a stronger person for it
-I save my money so that I can help others and I am happiest when I am making others happy
-I can read music
-Being a stage manager gives meaning to my life in ways I can't even describe
-Nothing is going to stop me ♥