Preps and rehearsals

Dramatic pickies of the castle from yestereve

 

Movie music concert uphill

 Ema invited me to come up to the castle to watch them dance to the opening of a summer fest ('twas midsommer! ugh! <3 <3 <3) themed movie music. It was awesome, actually. For one, it was freezing AF, because temp dropped from 30 to 10 Celsius and everyone was wrapped in blankies and hoodies. Second, I arrived five hours before the show and took loads of pickies of the set-up, which is always my favourite part. Someone even thought i was a real photie and they gave me a press pass - I wonder if that means I can now go into all of the shows? I couldn't afford them otherwise, and they are hella photogenic! Should definitely check..

I've taken like a million (actually over a thousand) pics, so I'll post a lot more, these are just the promos: I'll post the castle, the rehearsal, the dancers, the lightsabers, the orchestra, the scene, the rope-hanger and more and more... just wait and see :P

thanks again for the invite, darlings. I am always too shy to probe into these things myself, but I always love them so when I'm actually there, invisible behind the camera. I think the best part is that I am not there professionally and nobody expects anything. I think I work a lot better that way. Guess I'll never be pro. 

 

The VVitch (2015)

Slowly, slooowly watching the VVitch. It's taking me a while, because I am too there and the part of Goose I'm going over is as bleak as fuck as well. This is a great movie, if you go in close enough. I've seen the end and I'm about a third in. Every so often I pause to watch reviews, interpretations and humorous comments on it. I know everything there is to know about the film - still i am scared shitless in broad daylight. Already hearing the line "Wouldst thou like to live .. deliciously?" simultaneously completely freaks me out and arouses me to the point of watching on with Geisha beads in place. Sick, I know. But that's the whole point. I am so nervous about any kind of mental illness (Littleness?) creeping close to me, to someone close to me, I should probably step back a bit, and turn my eye on simple matters in life, like Pokemon, and pancakes. How fucking awful it must have been for Thomasin to exist in a time and place as she did. No wonder she quite easily sold her soul for butter and lovely dresses - living deliciously, living at all.

So what's the world like outside a basket? Is it warm? Ye, it looks like it's warm...

No, but seriously. This is next level all-thumbs: I reached down to set the water bottle I tripped while pulling in my seat and knocked the headphones off the side of my desk. I reached for the headphones and knocked over my coffee mug ...


... I am just sitting now, very still, typing this very slowly. I dare not move.

Finally managed to drop my phone the proper way ...

After numerous attempts, it finally landed so as to show effect of gravity vs. gravel.

The tragedy of Counts of Cilli, bucket puppet edition :D

Niko invited me. He's the hot monk guy, playing the ill fated prince who falls for the tavern maid.