LUCY at EST closed Sunday the 18th. I skipped the party and went to Signature, a theatre I worked at in Spring '06 (Landscape of the Body). I was invited to one of their alumni shows. The theatre sets aside one night of each of their shows for former employees and has a little party in the lobby after. It's a really cool idea. I went, because I haven't seen real theatre in a while and I rarely get to go by myself.
The play was Queens Boulevard by Charles Mee. I sat in the second row. The set was awesome. The direction was great. The play was nice. I actually enjoyed myself. I saw lots of people I've known or worked with from my last five years in our tiny theatre world. After the show, the lobby was PACKED and I made my way to the ladies room (I had a huge cup of mate before the show in order to stay awake; I still nodded off a few times), with my small LeSportsac duffel in tow and it was arduous, making my way through all those people grappling for the free wine at one table, free cheese and crackers at another, free this and that at yet another. Everyone was hugging and single-cheek-kissing and catching up and introducing. So-and-so Van Der Beek was there, the guy who played Dawson from Dawson's Creek. That should be noted, I guess.
Anyway, after already running into a few people I knew on the bathroom line and subsequently seeing my mirror reflection, I decided I had to get the hell out of there, stat. I had spent the last night at James', the LUCY crew had a sleep over there, so I looked like crap, and my duffel was stuffed with my change of clothes as well as the costume (large hooded cape) I snatched for myself from LUCY's wardrobe, and some of my own sewing supplies I'd brought to the theatre.
I had to hurry home and begin sewing. The costumes I'm sewing for the one-woman show (On The Way to Timbuktu) are due Wednesay and I hadn't begun them yet! I got home and cleaned; I'd been dining on the pattern table the last few nights. I cut patterns all night long, I went to bed and I awoke the next morning to start sewing. It's all in a super slinky silk knit. Really annoying to work with!
That was Monday. Tuesday was my jewelry class. Before leaving the apartment, I cut bias from silk charmeuse, pinned everything together, and left it all to finish that night.
I was productive in the jewelry studio; I spent 3.5 hours manually pulling wire from a huge rod I had created the previous class, by melting my silver scraps and some strips and pouring an ingot. Klaus helped me with this. I then forged the rod into a square-ish shape (this is necessary to restore the molecular structure of the metal; molecules are in chaos after being liquefied!) and began putting it through the rolling mill. THEN, I began to finally pull it through square-shaped draw plates by hand.
After jewelry, I went up to Columbia to fill out some paperwork. My next job is there, It's a modern opera called What Next. THEN, I ran downtown to meet with Haley Jane and Michael P. of Schocholautte. This is a band I am collaborating with, and I'm really excited about it.
After our tea, I went home to sew all night. I finished, I went to sleep. Next morning I put the costumes in a garment bag and delivered them to the theatre, before heading back to my apartment to be picked up by my mum and whisked off to dreamy Long Island for a good few days of Thanksgiving.
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Good words.
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