Closing Night

by Gwethalyn I could not agree more with Ashley’s assessment of opening night. Closing night went as well, if not better than, opening night. There were a couple of empty seats in the house, but not enough for all four of us on the directing team to sit, so we all stood on the sidelines…

Orphic Hymn 45

We used the first three lines and the last line of Orphic Hymn 45 in the opening piece this year. Big thanks to Jim for the Greek lessons! [45] Hymn to Dionysos, Bassareos and Triennial Come, blessed Dionysius, various nam’d, Bull-fac’d, begot from Thunder, Bacchus fam’d. Bassarian God, of universal might, Whom swords, and blood,…

Opening Night

Tonight blew my face off. I am so impressed with you guys, all of you. Everyone has improved so much, even the veterans. I also think I witnessed the most amazing warm up to music that I HAVE EVER SEEN. EVER. This is my 4th year directing, and I did 2 warm ups as a…

Coming Soon: Splatter pics and tech lighting for whole group pieces

I will be putting up the insane amount of pictures I took last night very soon. I’m anticipating having to make 3 separate posts. I’m still splattered on my forearms and feet. Got back too late last night to scrub everything off and one of my housemates was in the shower. BOTTOM LINE: slinging paint…

Let There Be Light

by Gwethalyn Today we had the tech sessions for four of the small group pieces. In these sessions we set the light cues and get to do a run through with lights, so the tech crew can get their cues down. This session, where the performers get to perform in the stage lights for the…

To all the participants

I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past, I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will…

A Little Encouragement to Come See the Show . . .

The workshop is moving along at its usual breakneck unstoppable pace. ¬†Pieces are being blocked, lines are being learned, platforms are being dutched. ¬†All seems to be going well. I always promise myself I will blog at the end of the day, but it is hard to blog after nine hours of rehearsal when you…