Ahhh
Finally 5:00 rolls around and I get to breathe a sigh of release.
Mornings are usually mine to do projects (currently I have scrollers that need new trim pots soldered to the circuit boards), reconciling the books, tending to receipts (the bookkeeper is still a quarter mile down the campus), or whatever (checking morning mail usually is good for an hour if I stretch it. Three ongoing shows worth of reh/performance reports, etc.). Come 1:00, the worker bees start swarming. My activity level, and tension level, goes way up. Not only the job-finding, but the supervision as well. Explaining what needs to be done, and how, to the UGA, who will then go off with a Lab student to DO the work, then either overtly or covertly supervising them to make sure they have the hang of it, before I can breath and check it off my list. So for the next 4 hours it's constant activity, mental and physical, finding that line between needing something done now and right, and having somebody else do it. Lately, however, the designer has a list of notes that he needs done right, and right away. I've actually been doing the work that I really enjoy. This morning was shortening the trip lines on a drop (cables that pull a drop up from below so that it doesn't hang so low when flown out.), then changing gel on the cyc lights, and focusing the cloud gobos on it. And meeting with the campus electricians to discuss the rewiring that needs to be done before somebody eats serious voltage from decaying insulation on some of our drop boxes. Yesterday was hanging, circuiting, and focusing a dozen Pars on the back drop that the designer added the night before (thankfully, the minions came in, just in time to climb all the way up to the loading gallery to weight the pipe!) :o)
So now, I'm kicking back and remembering that I haven't posted in a while. But I need to get home. I need to buy some Ice Cream and Chocolate for Wife on the way home tonight, and some cable on the way in tomorrow.
I'll do a post about home life before long.
Mornings are usually mine to do projects (currently I have scrollers that need new trim pots soldered to the circuit boards), reconciling the books, tending to receipts (the bookkeeper is still a quarter mile down the campus), or whatever (checking morning mail usually is good for an hour if I stretch it. Three ongoing shows worth of reh/performance reports, etc.). Come 1:00, the worker bees start swarming. My activity level, and tension level, goes way up. Not only the job-finding, but the supervision as well. Explaining what needs to be done, and how, to the UGA, who will then go off with a Lab student to DO the work, then either overtly or covertly supervising them to make sure they have the hang of it, before I can breath and check it off my list. So for the next 4 hours it's constant activity, mental and physical, finding that line between needing something done now and right, and having somebody else do it. Lately, however, the designer has a list of notes that he needs done right, and right away. I've actually been doing the work that I really enjoy. This morning was shortening the trip lines on a drop (cables that pull a drop up from below so that it doesn't hang so low when flown out.), then changing gel on the cyc lights, and focusing the cloud gobos on it. And meeting with the campus electricians to discuss the rewiring that needs to be done before somebody eats serious voltage from decaying insulation on some of our drop boxes. Yesterday was hanging, circuiting, and focusing a dozen Pars on the back drop that the designer added the night before (thankfully, the minions came in, just in time to climb all the way up to the loading gallery to weight the pipe!) :o)
So now, I'm kicking back and remembering that I haven't posted in a while. But I need to get home. I need to buy some Ice Cream and Chocolate for Wife on the way home tonight, and some cable on the way in tomorrow.
I'll do a post about home life before long.
posted by Intothelight4now at 5:55 PM
1 Comments:
I'm glad you're still alive.
Reading your post is like a journal entry from my first year here too - you get used to it after a while, and better at supervision, etc. I find, too, that now when I actually get to do stuff I like (ie- some scene painting sans kids), I enjoy it more. It's a weird position we're in now, eh?
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