Tuesday

AfterGlow

Some people, I have heard…strictly a rumour… these guys….they are worried about their teeth. They go to other people who know how to heal teeth and pay large sums of money for it. It’s supposed to be some strange ritual not known to many people – LIKE ME.

Goddamn dentists – what kind of sick society would create a niche for such creatures to exist and THRIVE. Like viruses.
Is it virii in plural? I hate grammar.

Anyway… this raises many questions like: What’s the deal with grammar, for instance? And famous ones like: What is the Government doing these days?

But all these are rumors. Strictly. So we will move on…

So the other weekend, I blew it on a Lighting workshop. Intense 6 hours per day for 3 days and I must admit I’m quite impressed with the whole thing. Stage lighting to recreate life – or even something quite unlike it… There’s this sense of power associated with the ability to throw light on something – and define it…artistically.

God, for instance was accused of it.

I remember long ago, someone said something like Nature of Imagination is esemplastic. I like words like that. It gives me the happy feeling of empathy with the person who twisted a feeling into a word.

Anyway, this Lighting workshop… it esemplasted the Hell out of my infantile ideas about Lighting. Who would have guessed…a console on top of the theatre is the seat of power.
Good stuff.

I watch the afternoon sun suddenly and think ‘Harsh white – Fresnel light. Cut shadows with backlight and Top of House’. And move on.
The Lighting workshop changed my life.
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