Drama 16 Stage Lighting

1) Feb 12, ~2:20 PM; Lowe 106

2) Light coming through window blinds

3) Before our movement class, a few friends and I were running around and warming up in the space. It was very cold, but we knew that we would be warm soon after we began our class so we chose not to turn on the heat. The light that was laying diagonally on the studio floor was warmer than the rest of the floor, so I chose to stand there to warm up my toes. I looked down at my foot and the lines that were created from the light that missed the blinds were rounded up on my foot. It felt jarring and almost gross to look at my foot this way– to see the curves and skeleton of my foot. It was jarring because the light moved along my foot but I did not feel anything– like a ghost sensation. I felt the need to move my feet so that the lighting could lay flat on the ground, but I also felt intrigued by the sort of character I had created with the shape of my foot.

1) Feb 9, ~10:00 AM; C. V. Starr Hall

2) Daylight in tinted windows

3) This lighting moment moved along with me, so you’ll have to imagine it. I was walking into C. V. Starr Hall and had just mentally commented on how beautiful and warm the day was. When I entered the building, I took a right turn and walked past the windows. They were lightly tinted a brown/grayish color. I was intrigued by them in some way but I couldn’t figure it out yet, so I filed them away to try to define the ‘lighting moment’ at a later time. My class ended and when I walked out of the building I found it! It wasn’t as naturally dramatic as some lighting; there were no big shadows or silhouettes, but it was still exciting. As I was walking out with a line of people, the doors in front of me were opened and the outside was visible in un-tinted daylight. However, to either side of me, there were doors and windows tinted with the same brownish-gray that I had noticed. The people walking in front of me were visible only by their backs, but I watched them transfer from mostly artificial light to complete daylight. As I said, this moment moved with me because the interesting part of the lighting was that it was moving people– it was propelling them forward to the outside. Moving from one lighting to the next seemed active and eager. I think if we can set up lighting like that onstage, we can create movement that propels the audience’s eyes from one space to the next.

1) 4/30/14 8:59 waiting for class to begin.

2) The light against the water droplets on the window in class.

3) The barely visible light coming from the clouds just barely made it into the room, shining through the window, but not before hitting the droplets of water on the window. It was really cool to see each individual droplet shining differently. I noticed how the light gave the droplets dimension and made it easier to see the form of each individual droplet.

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2. http://www.smartplanet.com/blog/intelligent-energy/keeping-light-and-cool-with-smart-windows/

3. Bête Noire

4. A sunrise is one of the most spectacular things a person can lay eyes on. However, as I’m waking up this is the last thing I want to see. As my eyes got adjusted to the pitch blackness from sleeping, I become startled when a radiant beam of yellow and white blind me with a great ray of intensity. As it peeks out the window it fills my room with blaring reds, oranges, yellows and whites that tells me it’s time to wake up. Ironically enough, this beautiful spectacle of light is something I could never look forward to seeing.

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1) My dorm room, 8:25 AM, Thursday April 10th, 2014

2) OBJECTIVE DESCRIPTION: Light was streaming through the blinds on the windows.

3) SUBJECTIVE DESCRIPTION: I was lying on the floor, about to do the morning crunches that Anna Watts told me would benefit my health. Still groggy, I looked up. What was before me was a square of crystals plastered on my wall. The fresh morning sun pulsated against my window, which were still covered by the blinds. The slit in the blinds, however, mixed with the branches from the trees outside, created a gobo of fantastical qualities. Each panel held a sparkling, bright diamond of light. I finished my crunches, and went outside to explore this new day before me.

1) 3/12/14 8:53am Waiting for Lighting Class to Start in Lowe

2) The sunlight coming from the window and consequent shadows on the floor.

3) The sun, in the process of rising for the day casts a giant ray of light into the window and onto the desks as I wait for class to begin. Looking around I see how suddenly all of the desks shadows seem to take on this monster-like quality, stretching and distorting with the angle of the sunlight. A classmates foot taps and I see the shadow moving as it protrudes out of the desks shadow giving the desk an arm to fit its new monster persona.

1. 7:15 AM, Wednesday, January 29th 2014. 614B Portsmouth House, Colonial Square.

2. Sunlight filtering through semi-opened blinds and hitting the floor and bed.

3. Eyelids twitching open from the unexpected brightness, I was suddenly awake with blinding beams of light biting into my eyes. The more awake I became, the more the room became a warm, peachy color.

1) Thursday 1/30/14, 7:41 AM, my dorm room

2) OBJECTIVE DESCRIPTION: At the back wall of our dorm room, there is a window which looks out to Oak Street. This morning, the light from the newly risen sun was streaming in through the blinds.

3) SUBJECTIVE DESCRIPTION: As I looked at the window, I noticed a bright white light streaming in through between the blinds. The light stretched its fingers across the floor, creating a magnificent piece of artwork on the stained blue carpet on the floor. The light appeared pure white, like the color of a freshly fallen snow. To wake up to this beautiful image was a sign that today was going to be a good day.

1) 2/26/13 1:30 A.M. Laying in my bed.

2) Laying in my bed I looked out my window and the moon. The blinds were closed, so I could only see from a certain angle. The moon had a soft white light that I could see but did not reflect into any other part of my room.

3) Seeing the moon at night is almost like seeing a friend after a long time apart. You spend time away from each other but in the back of your mind you are aware of each others existence. You might remember every once in a while and smile while thinking about old times. But when nighttime comes in to your life and a feeling of solitude creeps up, you realize that your friend is still there. He may have changed since last time, but he is still there. Even when you can’t see the moon, it is always present and it will turn up when you need it to during the dark, as a warm, inviting friend to remind you that you’re not alone.

I was sitting in the student center on Sunday, getting dinner with one of my friends.

There was light angling down from one of the high up windows that hit her accross the face, illuminating it in warm tones.

The way the light hit my friends face caught in her eye making her hazel irises shine brightly. Yet something caught me off-gaurd. Her iris was striped. Not like, my-irises-are-more-than-one-color striped, but like really-bad-wallpaper striped. The effect was pretty, but a little disconcerting. Until I realized that the stripes were actually the shadows of her eyelashes being cast across her face. I thought it was really cool because its really rare for people’s eyelashes to show up like that and for light to hit them in a way that casts a shadow, especially one with such clearly defined edges.