Theater — Ordinary Rules Do Not Apply…

This blog title is quoted from one of my favorite movies: Bigger Than The Sky.  It’s the story of a shy, enigmatic man who blossoms after joining the cast of the local theater production of Cyrano de BergeracOne of the premium movie channels just happened to be showing this movie last week, and I took it as an omen that Opus Nostrum’s play would be a resounding success!

This is our final week of rehearsals before our opening March 18.  It felt good to finally be up on a stage again.  We had not set foot onto a stage since the fire destroyed our theater in February.

Our director wanted us in costume so he could check out the colors, lights, etc but there was a problem — no dressing room.  I voiced my concerns as nicely as possible and the others joked about my discomfort.

I surveyed backstage and discovered a dark room — filled with stuff that I could not move around because it was dark and I don’t see too well in the dark.

Since I have never had a bikini body — let alone a swimsuit one, I needed all the camouflage I could muster to get changed.  I wasn’t quite quick enough, but I’ve learned over the years to change clothes in sections — a shirt pulled over a shirt and then pull one out; slacks slid on under a skirt and then pull the skirt off.  I am not as fast as I used to be due to a lack of practice, but I can truthfully say that there wasn’t much of a show — even though I can’t say the same for my girth.  Anyway, my costumes and hairstyle have been approved, and we now have a costume changing room — although I may be the only one who uses it…

So don’t forget Wiregrass People, come see my fellow thespians and moi’ March 18 and March 19 at Headland’s High School Auditorium and watch the movie Bigger Than The Sky.  You’ll be very glad you did.

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About sandrabranum

I'm a philosopher, dreamer, poet, writer -- not necessarily in that order -- and I get to write it all down and share it with the world thanks to the Wonderful World Wide Web!
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