Drama 16 Stage Lighting

1) February 23 2012, 12:30 pm, outside Breslin

2) The angle of the sun was shining behind my friend, casting a glow.

3) I was standing outside Breslin with my friend, talking before her class started. The sun was angled above her, shining down and hitting the top of her head. Her hair was shiny and sun reflected off her head casting a glow. I am certainly not a religious person, but seeing the light surrounding her, which in turn made the area around us hard to see, was reminiscent of an angel.

Although I was temporarily blinded from the sun, it was still rather calming and actually beautiful. It was all rather sudden, since I only noticed it when the conversation was dwindling, but I feel that’s how most “heavenly” encounters tend to be; so quick that it almost didn’t seem real.

DATE-TIME-LOCATION: February 3rd, around 7pm, an Avenue in New York City

OBJECTIVE DESCRIPTION: Walking down the street alone, I noticed a rapidly changing light source in front of me, and looked up to see a “ticker” (actually 2) that ran in a loop from high up on the side of a building down to the sidewalk and about halfway from the edge of the building to the street.  It was covered by a thick glass, and the words that ran around shone blue.

SUBJECTIVE DESCRIPTION: My initial reaction was that it was ridiculous for someone to have bothered paying whatever large sum it had certainly cost to install this light board, that couldn’t even be easily read, into a New York City sidewalk.  I tried to figure out what it was saying, but the words closest to me were upside-down and my eyes couldn’t adjust to the moving lights quickly enough to see what was said. I was annoyed that this flashy display was in my way; if it wasn’t telling me something very important, it was just frivolous.  The ground lights of the loop were directly in my path, however, and so I ended up walking directly on top of the short end of the rectangular loop. As I walked over, I couldn’t help but look down, and the moving lights made me almost dizzy, but not quite.  It was a sensation that I had never experienced, and can’t quite describe. It was almost like entering a different reality, where the ground doesn’t behave in the way that ours does. I guess the most accurate description of the way that it made me feel was confused. I was somewhere between reality and this light world, and I couldn’t choose which I would rather be a part of.

1. Friday Febuary 17, 2012, 3.00 AM, Leaving Lowe

2. Through a light rain, a yellow fixture on the side of one of the campus buildings shines through the branches of a tree behind the fog of Phil’s breath.

3. Around 3.00 AM, my dry contacts start to make the world around me go hazy. Walking out of Lowe my eyes were blinded by the temperature change, the light change and the sudden rain on my eyelashes. In front of me, phil took his first breath in the cool night air, exhaling a breath of fog that was illuminated by a yellow hued light from a building across the quad, when this fog cleared, I saw that the light was appearing from behind a tree, sparking with the raindrops on its surface. such an image was a perfect picture of that time between winter and spring, when the world can’t quite decide who to be. The cold of Phil’s breath was excellently Feburary, while the warm light through the rain was exactly April. Such a light is hope in the darkness, that life and spring will come again. That even when your breath is visible and your eyes are too tired to see, beauty can be found in the most unexpected of places