It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single woman in possession of 15 pairs of black socks, 5 pairs of black pants, 3 pairs of black tights, 2 black skirts, 1 black dress, and 18 black shirts must be a stage manager.
Packing for summer theatre. So it goes.
So usually when I’m at work, the people who are bringing the event in are pretty disorganized, mainly because it’s all non-theatre majors bringing in step teams and multicultural nights. So it’s sometimes like pulling teeth to get any semblance of a show order.
Well. Right now is an ROTC commissioning ceremony and the first thing I get from my boss when I came in this morning was a 7 page script/run sheet that made so much sense. I was really impressed. And then I realized, “Duh, they’re Army, Navy, and Air Force. Of course they have their act together.” And that’s when I realized maybe stage managers have more in common with the military than I thought.
Just left the performance space for the show…
So freaking excited. It’s a barn. But it’s also perfect.
Presidential, pseudo-serious and romantic….?
Holy crap I’m in for an amazing September.
having a text conversation with my mother about stagehand unions and a need to move towards a regional theatre model, all before 7a.
What even is my life.
-Fall semester is over. End of year meeting with advisors on Friday.
-Still kind of panicking about summer stuff.
-My actor friends keep asking me about my assignments for next year, and are shocked that that I’m not stage managing and only have 2 assignments. (you and me both buddy)
-My fall assignment, Falstaff is currently stage manager-less. I am one of the ASMs, with a new MFA student (tbd) who isn’t here yet.The plan is currently to hire a professional/non-student, who would start when we do staging. Until then, I’m taking point on…everything. Which is slightly terrifying, as I have zero opera experience. I met with some grads with more experience today and got some pointers. I’m trying not to worry about it.
-Most excitingly, I have a project in September that I am STUPID excited about. I can’t talk much about it but there’s a pretty big name attached to it & I’m working with some of my favorite people. Codename: OTIS.
For now, I’m cleaning, enjoying my sunlit room and contemplating going out.
THI INGS AR E HAPP ENIN ING ?!?
