I might have missed a day

It's true...

It's after midnight and I have not posted anything for my Thursday Dec 3.

To be fair, I had actually written something earlier, but it was gloomy and doomy and boring... nobody wants to read (more) of that here.

So here goes version 2.0.

This seems to be the week of meetings.  I've had meetings to plan having meetings.  And at meetings, we've talked about how we should talk at the end of the meeting about some things or other.

It's out of hand.

I had a (really) early production meeting at Rice about a show next year...  the scale of things amaze me.  From playing in a "pit" orchestra in High School, to running shows at Moorpark, to designing and other at NCSA, to Santa Fe, to HGO... things just keep getting bigger.

Literally.

The spaces get bigger, the money flows faster, the inventory gets ridiculous.  The theater I walked around at Rice could fit snugly inside one of our rehearsal halls downtown... but that makes the work no less valid.  It makes the hours spent there no less important.  It makes the artists that tread there no less talented.  It makes the performances that occur there no less poignant.

What it does do is remind someone, who is used to seeing the lights and colors available to him number in the thousands, that it is actually quite a bit harder to do this job with firm restrictions.  And the likely hood of doing something really interesting with it, gets a lot more likely.

Restrictive environments breed imaginative solutions and brilliance.  Boundlessness breeds sloth and mediocrity.

I am excited to be finally starting to work in the community that I have lived in for the past 3 years.  I can only hope this job leads to my more chances for imagination and brilliance.

We should probably have a meeting about that.