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Exhausted. Happy. And Such.
A product which symbolizes the culmination of the efforts of many is really pretty impressive.
I went to see <i>Richard III</i> this evening. There is really something magical about a performance outside, under the stars. I hadn't seen the whole thing, except in the initial read-through, and it really shocked me at how well everything came together. The rain held off, too, which was good.
I was then invited to the cast party. There is something about a group of actors unwinding in a room that is completely fantastic. I miss it - acting, that is, and the downward spiral that takes place afterwards. Still, it was really interesting to see it from an outside perspective. The camaraderie, the acceptance and love, the energy and the enthusiasm. Also, the sheer amount of eating. The group was diverse, and yet everyone fit together well.
One of the actors (who also handled set design) brought his guitar outside and played Neil Young songs while we all sat around a fire pit and talked. I'd meant to stay for half an hour, but ended up there for almost three. I felt at home. It was lovely.
But the best part? I get the York/Lancaster flags from the set. To hang in my cubicle. Like you do.
I'm sad that it's over. Ah, the impermanence of theater.
(I think, if it works, that I will audition next year. Eep!)
I went to see <i>Richard III</i> this evening. There is really something magical about a performance outside, under the stars. I hadn't seen the whole thing, except in the initial read-through, and it really shocked me at how well everything came together. The rain held off, too, which was good.
I was then invited to the cast party. There is something about a group of actors unwinding in a room that is completely fantastic. I miss it - acting, that is, and the downward spiral that takes place afterwards. Still, it was really interesting to see it from an outside perspective. The camaraderie, the acceptance and love, the energy and the enthusiasm. Also, the sheer amount of eating. The group was diverse, and yet everyone fit together well.
One of the actors (who also handled set design) brought his guitar outside and played Neil Young songs while we all sat around a fire pit and talked. I'd meant to stay for half an hour, but ended up there for almost three. I felt at home. It was lovely.
But the best part? I get the York/Lancaster flags from the set. To hang in my cubicle. Like you do.
I'm sad that it's over. Ah, the impermanence of theater.
(I think, if it works, that I will audition next year. Eep!)