posting twice in november!
Well, the show is in previews and as far as I can tell the notes are done. I ended up doing exactly what I didn't want to do, which was come in at the last minute and bail them out by putting in all the late night hours to get the show painted to everyone's satisfaction. I was asked to go back on salary so I could help Sara finish the show. It became evident that she wasn't going to be able to pull it off by herself. I tried not to take charge, but it just kinda happened.
The scrims ended up needing to be redone. The dried paint on the back never came off enough to make them pretty, plus the director and designer wanted the composition to shift up two feet and the colors be lighter and "more romantic." I was upset about having to put in all that work again, but they ended up looking prettier the second time plus it took me 16 hours, which was four hours less than before! So Monday was a stressful day, but worth it because I never got another note about the scrims.
What I did get note after note about was the floor. Sara never got a chance to finish it in the shop and on stage under stage lights it was just flat and lifeless. So almost every night this week I have worked until 4 or 5 in the morning doing various scumbly washes and spatters to achieve something satisfactory. It made me wish I had just painted the floor myself. I think it is finally done, fingers crossed.
I worked until the wee hours of this morning and then was rudely awakened about four hours later by 15-20 motorbikes in the parking lot across the street. I don't know what was going on today but I was so angry. Now they are out there again. I should call the police on them for disturbing the peace. I want to go to bed, but it's pointless to try to fall asleep now. Today I started a project for a co-worker who sets up a Christmas village scene every year and wanted his background repainted. He is one of those people who doesn't tell you what he wants, he thinks he's doing me a favor by letting me be "creative." I am good at my job because I am good at copying things, I am not really an artist. So I am just painting a generic snow covered mountain scene with some pine trees and he will love it.
Go home motorbikes!!!!
The scrims ended up needing to be redone. The dried paint on the back never came off enough to make them pretty, plus the director and designer wanted the composition to shift up two feet and the colors be lighter and "more romantic." I was upset about having to put in all that work again, but they ended up looking prettier the second time plus it took me 16 hours, which was four hours less than before! So Monday was a stressful day, but worth it because I never got another note about the scrims.
What I did get note after note about was the floor. Sara never got a chance to finish it in the shop and on stage under stage lights it was just flat and lifeless. So almost every night this week I have worked until 4 or 5 in the morning doing various scumbly washes and spatters to achieve something satisfactory. It made me wish I had just painted the floor myself. I think it is finally done, fingers crossed.
I worked until the wee hours of this morning and then was rudely awakened about four hours later by 15-20 motorbikes in the parking lot across the street. I don't know what was going on today but I was so angry. Now they are out there again. I should call the police on them for disturbing the peace. I want to go to bed, but it's pointless to try to fall asleep now. Today I started a project for a co-worker who sets up a Christmas village scene every year and wanted his background repainted. He is one of those people who doesn't tell you what he wants, he thinks he's doing me a favor by letting me be "creative." I am good at my job because I am good at copying things, I am not really an artist. So I am just painting a generic snow covered mountain scene with some pine trees and he will love it.
Go home motorbikes!!!!