Drama 16 Stage Lighting

1.Tuesday March 20th 11:30pm Hempstead Turnpike

2. The sources were headlights, streetlights, stop lights, and store lights/advertisements which came through the fog.

3. Though I drive home every night via this route I have never noticed the amount of light surrounding me. Because it was foggy it restricted visibility to only 100 feet in front of you but the lights showed through creating a tunnel effect. It made a highway somehow more intimate but restricted and dangerous. There were very few cars on the road but those that did emerge out of the gray wall were surprising cause it was if a curtain had been pulled. This light path seem to go on forever and constantly revealing another light, and thankfully for me the next green light. My next observation was the temperature difference between all the headlights and streetlights. Though they are all made from the same basic parts they glow slightly different. This individualism is what created the path vs asylum affect. If they had all been uniform it would have been creepy as opposed to the inviting light leading me home.

1. 3/21/12, 8:54, leaving the student center

2. There was fog everywhere and the fog was reflecting the yellow light of the street lamps so it looked like the sun.

3. I was walking back from the student center to my room when I noticed the fog everywhere and then the street lights. The fog was bouncing the yellow light of the street lamps so much that they all looked like one big yellow light. It looked like the sun had not set yet when it have obviously set or there would not have been fog. It was a really strange sight but it was really beautiful.

21 March, 2012
North Campus, en route to Constitution Hall
Around 1:00 am

The fog is thick, starting at the trees and working its way up to the sky. Lights from the towers checkerboard the fog in places, and the rest of the fog and campus is bathed in the orange glow of the streetlamps. As I walk, one of the streetlamps comes into view just behind one of the trees, pervading the branches and haloing out between them with orange-glowing fog.

Overall, it’s just kind of creepy. The fog goes up so high that the tops of the towers disappear into the sky, making the lights from people’s rooms look like they’re coming from no where. The orange beams of foggy light visible between the scraggly branches of the still-leafless trees give the whole seen a ghostly look. All of that coupled with everything bathed in orange makes this part of campus look like it’s part of the horror movie, and something terrifying is about to happen. Perhaps walking home alone at one in the morning isn’t such a good idea.

1. 2012-03-22, about 12:30 AM

2. Lights from the top floors of Estabrook tower glowing through the fog.

3. I’m used to the late night fog at Hofstra.  I love the way the amber lamps (no, not Amber Lamps) in the parking lots glow in the fog.  The halogen lights in the Liberty quad mean it’s almost daylight out there when the fog really moves in.  Last night’s fog, meanwhile, was thicker than usual and when it shrouded the towers, their tops completely disappeared.  Above the amber of the parking lots, the towers were pretty much dark (most everybody was either asleep or had blinds shut) until you got up to the 12th an 13th floors.  Here, clean white light poured through the large windows, a beacon through the fog.  With any definition of the building lost in the fog, the white lights just floated there.  The white stood clean in the middle: Deep, cold  blackness above and warm halogen below.

Now only a matter of time before the top floor lifts off into space.
3.  2.  1.  Blast Off.

1) DATE-TIME-LOCATION: 3/20/12 – 2:27AM – Parking lot between Van der Poel and Netherlands.

2) OBJECTIVE DESCRIPTION: I was walking back to my room in the early morning on the 20th. I was walking across the parking lot on the North side of campus with a few friends. The fog was really thick and the street lights were illuminating the fog and creating silhouettes against the trees.

3) SUBJECTIVE DESCRIPTION: In the wee hours of the morning on the first day of spring I had an unreal lighting moment. It was my birthday, I wanted to go out for a walk and enjoy the wonderful night that we were having. I walked with a friend all the way to the quidditch field beyond the fitness center. We walked for about half an hour enjoying the spring time air and the birds that were chirping and the bunnies that were running all over the fields at 2:00 AM. It was a very cool time to be out when it seemed that most people were asleep yet there was all of this wildlife and all of these other critters wondering around. As we walked the fog began to roll in and continued to get denser and denser. It created an almost erie feeling as all of the sudden we were closed off from the world around us and brought into the close confines of just the field and the leaping bunnies at our feet. We laid down in the grass and absorbed all of the things around us, the sounds, the lights, the cars, the bunnies and the birds chirping like as if the sun was rising on a hot summer day.

After a while of laying down we decided it was late enough that we should get some junk food from HofUsa and call it a night. We began to wander back toward the fitness center and back toward the Netherlands. After getting food we passed Van der poel tower and began our walk across the large parking lot. The fog was really dense and heavy all around campus. We could not even see the tops of the towers it was so thick. The street lights were glowing bright and illuminating all of the particles of water that were floating all around us. As we passed some naked trees in a little bank of rocks in between parking lots, I noticed just how beautiful this image really was. The orangish glow from the light bulbs was broadcasting starbursts of light in all directions. When I aligned myself with a tree between me and one of the lamps, I noticed what an amazing silhouette had been created. With the light bursting out from the street lamp it added the only color into the night sky. The tree was completely black and baren against the orange and grey backdrop of the glowing fog. As we continued to walk I noticed that each branch had cast its own individual shadow that I could follow the distinct shape of all the way to the ground. There were beams of light bursting through each branch creating bright and dark lines radiating from the lamp to the tree to the ground. It was a spactacular sight and I was so happy I decided to take the walk to celebrate my birthday.

2) <http://www.flickr.com/photos/alabamanightowl/5869519232/in/photostream/>

3) THEME: Portrait or Strong Central Figure

4) So I don’t like HDR photography but the lighting coming from the up-right light was too good to pass up.  I found it hard to find photos with such dynamic lighting from multiple sources—everything I found either had a rather general flat sort of daytime lighting, or were a single light source with intense shadowing.  HDR usually serves to reduce or even eliminate the more interesting shadows in a photo, but this particular composition retains distinct shape and locations of the light, partially due to the slightly foggy air.  The tree adds nice texture to the yellow light, though this is only visible on the ground, and not particularly the subject.

This is a photo I took on a foggy morning. This photo feels cold to me. The sky is an even wash of grey-ish blue and white. The lack of a visible source for the light makes it feel colder, since light sources generally are also sources of heat. The mountains, are clearly visible in the background  and are white with dark blue shadows. And the city peeks out from under the fog as blurry silhouettes. The layers of cool colors with little variation or direction to the light make the entire scene seem frozen.

2. http://www.stuffintheair.com/Blowin_in_the_Wind-FogWeather.html

3. cold

4. The cyan color the light is seems cold to me. It reminds me of the color the sky makes when the sun goes down. There is no warm colors in the image at all. The clouds reflect the light while still blocking out more sunlight so there is a very even amount of light throughout the picture. There is no variance in the lighting at all. The sun is not visible so no warmth is coming off of that. It reminds me of the light when it snows and rains which is chilly to me.

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THEME: Cold

Back home when you wake up before the sunrise, sometimes everything around you is shrouded in fog. Usually in the late fall, winter, or early spring, when it takes the world longer to wake itself up and is still rubbing the sleep from its eyes. The way the fog in this picture is lit is just stark enough to put me in mind of those sleepy, frigid mornings of home. Early morning sunlight is even reflecting off the water, making the entire picture look as if it’s caught in the glare of the sun and adding to the overall haziness created by the fog. The black and white also adds to the overall feeling of cold. I also like ducks.

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2. I found this photo while procrastinating. Sadly, there was no author connected to the photo. It was part of a compilation of photos.(The link is http://iwastesomuchtime.com/on/?i=21713)
3. COLD
4. This picture, while the scene itself does not seem cold, the color and light gives off a cold emotion. The lonesome bench sits there, surrounded by an ominous blue fog. The tree’s dark branches hovering over, judging from afar. The pink on the ground and in the trees is warm, but it is this warmth that magnifies the cold emotion in the blue fog. The eye is drawn to it. There is no life, there is no presence. The sense of emptiness is enhanced by the open space filled with the blue light. The dark bench has no life to it. It seems so lifeless, nothing but an inanimate object in this light. The blue fog acts like a border, keeping the warmth of pink away. The pink in the background cannot even penetrate the blue fog. Imagine sitting on the bench, cuddled up on one side, stretching your coat over your legs to stay warm just like you used to do as a child. You feel cold, caused by the actual temperature or by the absence of lively substance. This lighting could be applied to the stage. This could create a cold social scene. The tree colors representing innocent bystanders surrounding the fog of baren existence. In the middle of this fog sits an old man, totally forgotten by his family. Everyone around him goes on with their lives, paying no attention to him as if he is not even there. He feels alone and cold, recounting old memories. He feels a shiver in his spine. The loneliness has set in and has transformed into physical feelings. His sadness is chilling. He views the people around him as an illusion. Surrounding yourself in happiness does not make you happy; it makes you envious of others. His cold fog will grow and push those that he cares about away. Eventually, he reaches a hypothermic stage of depression, and dies. No one notices though, the scene still seems as lifeless as it did before.