Drama 16 Stage Lighting

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2. http://www.dagogarciaprod.com/dreamlike-lighting-design-computer_8252.htm

3. Dreamlike

4. It is the crack of dawn on a desolate beach, and the sun has begun to light up the deep blue sky.  Shining over the horizon, rays of red, orange and yellow cast down upon the hot sand.  The beaming sun shines down on two lush trees creating long, dark shadows along the ground. The silhouettes of the trees lie on the seemingly blue sand that hasn’t been fully illuminated by the sun’s inviting rays.  The golden light can fool anybody into thinking they are in a dream.

2. Photo of myself, taken by Laurel Chausse in 2011.

3. Theme: Single Light Source/Shadows

4. The day before this photo was taken, I was watching a modeling show in which the models had to light themselves holding two large lamps. It didn’t seem too hard a task, but the models were struggling. It soon became clear why it was so difficult. Holding the light below my face creates a strange, non-human look. The bridge of my nose is completely in shadow, making it look as though it belongs to a shorter-nosed animal, like a cat. My cheekbones cast shadows to the sides of my eyes, which create a slightly creepy triangular eye effect, like the facemasks robbers use in the movies. My forehead is completely dark, giving the impression that I have a non-existent forehead, or at least bangs. Overall, the shadows create a mysterious, intense effect, and morph my face into something it is not. It is clear how powerfully light affects our perceptions of shapes. Faces, which seem common and unchanging, can be totally distorted by a single light.

2. http://www.bigpicture.in/stunning-black-and-white-female-portraits/  uploaded by:Tajuddin

3. #allofthefeelings

4. I love the story that this photo tells. The possibilities are endless since there are so many variable factors. To me, this girl is surprised as the light breaks the horizon catching her eyes which become the brightest area of the photo. The blurred reflection on the water also contributes to the lightness of the photo. The low angled light adds intensity to the girl due to the shadows. I think she is unsure how she feels about being discovered but has been by an authoritative figure that is somewhat interrogative. The focus is taken by her eyes and face since they are the brightest thing. This is by no means the only story this woman could have. What do you think?

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.

Over spring break, my dad and I decided to go skiing. The only mountain still open was about three hours away, so he took a day off of work and we left super early in the morning so we could get there right when it opened and while it would be cold enough that the snow wouldn’t be slushy. It was about an hour after sunrise when we headed into the mountains.

We were driving through a valley, flat and bedded with tall, tan grasses and a few wildflowers basking in the warmth of the morning sun, when the road suddenly grew dark. Before us was a narrow path shrouded in darkness. The sunlight died where the mountains suddenly rose up out of the flat earth, their steep sides blocking out the sky itself as the road slipped unnoticed beneath their shadows. Every now and then a ray of light would hit the bare peaks above us, giving shape to the shadows, but the could not stretch its fingers far enough to reach us. It was as though these mountains were the last refuge of the night as it strove to withstand the assault of the coming day.

17 April, 2012
South Campus
Around  5:00 pm

I’ve just gotten off work and am walking from the eastern side of south campus towards Emily Lowe. It’s one of the insanely hot days we had earlier this week, the sun shining bright and hard. Squinting up at the sky, I notice something I had never actively noticed before: the clouds between me and the sun have shadows.

For whatever reason, this really surprised me. I’ve been on many planes before and have noticed when we’re still flying low that patches of the green down below is covered with a cloud’s shadow, but it is so immense that you don’t notice you are in fact in a shadow when you’re on the ground. But when I looked up at the sky and saw the outer edges of the fluffy white clouds strikingly brighter than the center of the cloud facing away from the sun, I realized that I had never actively made notice of the fact that clouds have shadows. It makes perfect sense – objects cast shadows, mass casts shadows. But for whatever reason I never connected that to clouds. Which means that every single drawing I did as a kid with the yellow sun taking up one corner and a tree the other with some white clouds in the middle have been inaccurate – there should have been some grey in those clouds, even in the perfect spring or summer scenes I drew. This realization was surprisingly thought provoking for me. I should probably pay more attention to my surroundings so I don’t miss these obvious things.

27 March, 2012
South Campus
Around  12:30 am

Phil and I are walking past the NAB. As we get closer, we see the orange fluorescence of the street lamps lighting up the trees along the walkway. The shadows of the trees are visible against the black of the NAB windows, swaying with the wind.

In general, the scene is rather sad. The spindly trees are haphazardly pitched back and forth from the force of the wind, barely visible at times due to the speed. The orange between the branches makes them look slightly menacing when they’re still, but they’re so thin that they look like they’re trying too hard. Their elongated shadows make them look even more slender, and aren’t always visible in the darkness of the  windows. It’s made even more depressing against the harsh, material, industrial background – the only trees visible in the area and they don’t stand a chance.

1. Flickr user: queenbee

2. central object

3. this woman is not only the centeral figure because she is the only thing in the fame but also because of the attention she is commanding as she plays up the shadows and highlights this side fornt lighting gives her. If she was an actor sitting on stage you would be waiting for someone to enter from the sides and step in her light.

1) DATE-TIME-LOCATION: 3/14/12 – 6:22PM – NAB Black Box Theater

2) OBJECTIVE DESCRIPTION: I was woking on the Cat set during 55 on wednesday evening. The garage in the scene shop was open and letting in the sunlight that was casting long shadows all the way into the blackbox.

3) SUBJECTIVE DESCRIPTION: I was working in the blackbox during 55 on wednesday evening when I should have been outside enjoying the absolutely beautiful weather. Just to taunt everyone that was working on the show, and also to help make everyone happy, Lynn raised the garage door in the scene shop to let in the fresh air. As the sun began to lower itself in the sky the shop began to fill with a deep and vibrant flush of sunlight. I left the shop and moved into the black box to work on erecting the pillars.

At around 6:30 I finally looked up from the work I was doing to see that the light had shifted very low in the western sky. I looked toward the shop and the sunlight was coming through the garage door at almost a horizontal line. The sun passed through the shop and the hall way into the blackbox and then onto the house seats that we had constructed on monday afternoon. The light passed through the legs of the risers and the individual legs of each chair and cast long black shadows all the way down the risers. On the surface of each riser I could see where the sun was directly reflecting off of the semi reflective surface and beginning to light up the area where we were working. I had to take a double take and really look at how cool the light was that was shining into the theater. I am not entirely sure if it was the pure beauty of the way the light was entering the theater with its strong contrast and long shadows or if it was the fact that I was actually seeing sunlight, sunlight in the theater of all places. For most of us the sun was somewhat of a novelty as we are stuck inside from sunrise to long after the sun sets.