Bittersweet Sunday
Today was the last showing of Chicago. We put on what was probably the best performance of the weekend, to ironically the smallest crowd (at 123 people). And you know, after helping to re-hang curtains, I walked out of the theatre, and felt...odd. I don't know, it's a very strange feeling to be in a place and know that you will never be in that place the same way again. I know, I know, technically, it's never the same twice. But I'm referring to the fact that I'll know longer be the group's light guy. I'll be an alumni. Such a weird feeling.
I kind of feel bad leaving the group. I really don't want to, mainly because I know how important the theatre is - and always has been - to me. But on the other hand, nothing stays the same. The group has changed, and I like to believe I've helped set the framework for some fantastic things down the line. Chicago was an amazing production, and was - visually, audially, technically, etc - speaking the most intricate, involved play we've done yet. It was dirty, it was steamy, and people loved us. The president of the college approached me during intermission on Friday night and told me it was the best show he'd ever seen the group do, and he had been coming to them for 10 years. So I'm really happy to be leaving on a high note.
Ah well. Enough from me tonight. Maybe I'll have a less nostalgic post up soon. Maybe I'll update Kaamos.
Maybe I can start work on the yet unnamed vampire/murder mystery novel...
Maybe I should quit Target...
I kind of feel bad leaving the group. I really don't want to, mainly because I know how important the theatre is - and always has been - to me. But on the other hand, nothing stays the same. The group has changed, and I like to believe I've helped set the framework for some fantastic things down the line. Chicago was an amazing production, and was - visually, audially, technically, etc - speaking the most intricate, involved play we've done yet. It was dirty, it was steamy, and people loved us. The president of the college approached me during intermission on Friday night and told me it was the best show he'd ever seen the group do, and he had been coming to them for 10 years. So I'm really happy to be leaving on a high note.
Ah well. Enough from me tonight. Maybe I'll have a less nostalgic post up soon. Maybe I'll update Kaamos.
Maybe I can start work on the yet unnamed vampire/murder mystery novel...
Maybe I should quit Target...