Greetings Citizens of the universe
I have finally taken the plunge and LJ'd. Now when I see my friends I can be up on their doings. As of right now I have been to f'n busy too socialize much unless its at a job. Last week found me driving down to Lincoln,NE for some NBC reality TV thing. It's amazing how much pre-lighting is involved to make reality (I'm making quotation marks with my fingers) look good. The scene was 40 some people at the capitol building at night. A big f'n set-up. 2 1000 amp generators. 2 12k's in condors, 2 6ks in condors, 2 Maxi Brutes, again, condors, thru 8x8 silks, 2 Maxi Brutes on the ground front lighting, 2 5k's back lighting, a few 1k par cans up lighting the building and two 2500's throwing tree branch shadows on the building. Oh yeah, the set was two blocks long. I was worried about line loss (not to mention melting insulation off cable) at the 12k's so I ran 4/0 cable to them. Heavy. As a whole it was a poorly organized cluster fuck. Fortunately, I am here to bring order out of chaos, (and amuse the livin shit out myself) under the guise of film lighting. I thrive on this shit. Bring it on! My initials for this job are O.T. Two 15 hour days with a 12 hour travel day on each end. My insomnia serves me well at times like these. It creates time to find a decent cup of coffee in downtown Lincoln, wich just so happened to be next to a cool used clothing store, wich just so happened to be staffed by a cute skanky 22 (or so) year old brunette.(I'm talking to you conandammit) " A tv movie here? Thats what all that is for at the capitol. You're working on it, that sounds really cool" De je vous all over agian. After an hour and a half of coffee and picking out the right lighting geek shirt I was off to wrangle electrons. Two and a half days later I'm in a club in Minneapolis lighting a rap video for Trauma. Typical rap vid stuff. Misogynistic posing, bling,champagne, Hennesy shots, moshing my way through fist waving (Hey! Ho! Hey! Ho!) crowds with a camera light, members of the mpls zirconia bling wanksta posse looking at me like I'm an idiot, more overstuffed booty shakin than you would want in a month let alone a night and a free cd complete with a parental advisory label and a picture of a guy pointing a gun at you. Like I said, typical rap vid stuff. Today I am putting together a lighting plan/package for a small shoot on saturday. The next three days will see me lighting over stylized plates of yummy goodness for Perkins. Other than that nothing else is going on. Nothing. I am either working or sleeping. Back to work, or something like it.