mmmmmm......muy mucho mas bueno.
Things are going to go alot faster soon.
The large and apparently maddening event called Gallery is comming up at which us grads will be weeded and handed our asses on sterling services. Am I worried, not really. I have things to do but with some time management and creativity with glue it will get done. Two half inch scale models of theatres and accompanying sets? No problem. Have I ever built a model? No. When is the model building seminar? Next semester. I could not make it up if I tried.
Looky Ma I done Gud.
I will say that I absolutly love my directing class, I am intrigued by everything I learn in the spare hour and fifteen minutes I am given. Perhaps it is the passion of the instructor for what he does or the intellectual stimulation brought on by the semiotic analysation of Chekhov. Seriously it may be learning how to distinguish a physical gest from an emmotive gest. It makes me want to work in theatre, to work in strong physical non-stock theatre. Theatre for theatres sake instead of for the sake of a good box office.
Fundamentals of Design feels like art class did when I was 10, a nice repreive from the grinding day to day of muddled jumble and hodgepodge. Drafting and theatre history.....I've grown to be ok with.
Mirrored Pianos rock, especially on third floor dance studios with giant windows.
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