Drama 16 Stage Lighting

3/11/2022 – 9:20am – Dorm Room

Objective – There is one small window that sits on the opposite wall as the door. The window is directly across from a closet and is between two beds that lie next to opposing walls. The window has a closed blind that is twisted slightly open, allowing sunlight only through the cracks in the blind.

Subjective – I quietly opened the door to my room and took one gentle step in before noticing the subtle sunlight shining through the small window. Cascading ribbons of light made almost a direct path to my feet as if I could walk on this yellow brick road. The only other light in the room was a single blue dot blinking sporadically on the ceiling, it belongs to the box that allows for our electronics to connect to the wifi. I took only a moment to admire the small rays of light in my room before continuing with my mundane task.

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2) Jee Young Lee (Untouched – Unedited Surreal Photography by Jee Young Lee – Pondly)

3) THEME: Surreal

4) DESCRIPTION: The lighting through the window is trapped inside the confines of the glass’ shape, rather than dispersing through the room, representing the dream state and being trapped in your mind, no matter what is going on around you. The top half of the room is impossibly lit diagonally from the window, creating a dream-like effect in which only half of the room may wake the model.

2) Attribute the Photo, tell us where it came from.

This is a photo I took of my friend Angela on January 3rd of 2020. It had been raining while we were walking around so we decided to sit in this coffee shop to dry off and warm up.

3) THEME: Romance

4) DESCRIPTION:

Romance is not always some grand gesture. It is found in the bright overcast skies dripping rain that causes you to duck into a cozy coffee shop. Dimly lit with softly glowing bulbs illuminating one another’s smiles. The wood and brick contrasting with the white light pouring in through the windows and door. But your focus remains on the way they sip their coffee, dry their hair, or listen to your stories. Maybe a dark coffee shop is where the brightest of inner light can be found.

1) DATE-TIME-LOCATION: 4/2/20 at around 1:30pm in my room in West Hempstead, NY

2) OBJECTIVE DESCRIPTION: The light from my window cast an interesting shadow on the floor. 

3) SUBJECTIVE DESCRIPTION: The sun shone in from my south-facing window, casting a sharp gobo-like shadow on the floor that fuzzed out every time clouds passed by. 

1.) My Room 5:20 am yesterday morning (3/28/18)  in my bed room.

2.) I am lying in my bed and woke up at 5am because I just returned from France where they are 6 hours ahead. The window is 45 degrees to my left, and is facing the East. There are no curtains on my windows. So at 5:20 a.m dawn began. The sun had not risen but the sky was lighting up and came into my room. The light spreads from my window to the adjacent wall, it runs along the wall in front of me, as well as the floor around my bed and the first 18″ of my bed where my feet are. The rest of my bed is not in the light because the bed is in a cove. The light is a dim dark blue and smoothly washes over everything in its ray of light.

3.) The beam is a calm relaxing blanket. Cooling down everything in the room. At night the room get minimal lighting by the warm street lamp. But at dusk the cool blue slides in, blowing away the heat. It feels like a new day in approaching, washing away the stresses and frustrations of the previous.

1. Date: 3/14/18, Time: about 9:15 am, Location: Lowe 201
2. The blinds are pulled up and a combination of light, shapes and shadows are reflected against the whiteboard.
3. I am taking notes in my morning lighting class when the professor pulls the blinds from one of the classroom’s windows, closest to the whiteboard. As the blinds go up, a literal and metaphorical window of light grows upon the lower right corner of the whiteboard. There are several boxes of light that make up the entire window. Within this window, there is a shadow of a tree and its branches, swaying back and forth into view.

1. 4/9/17, 7:00 pm, Estabrook Hall
2. Objective: The blinds on the left window of my room was completely shut, but the blinds on the right window were slightly opened. This allowed small streaks of light to come into the room. The room was fairly dark since the sun was setting.
3.  Subjective: After a long day of non stop homework, I had the chance to lay down for a few minutes before doing some spring cleaning. Turning on the overhead lights would ruin the peaceful moment, so I opted for the natural light the sun provided. There was not much sunlight left since the sun was setting. There was however small streaks of light peaking through the partially cracked blinds. My attention immediately went to the newly formed lines on my wall created by the light. The stress I had previously felt slowly melted away and a desperately needed wave of relaxation emerged.

22 Feb. 2016 – 1:19pm – 2nd story Breslin Hall

The sun shines through a dirty window and also appears to reflect off of the bricks on the exterior of the building some. This shines a textured and patterned light on the interior wall and some grey doors of Breslin Hall. On the slightly peach-colored, off-white wall, the light looks cream, and, on the grey doors, the light looks light greenish with some blue in it.

The lighting is rough and intriguing. It displays a gobo-like pattern on an ordinary surrounding; thus, making the setting endowed with a theatrical magic. No longer are the objects just a wall and some doors; they are gritty like sand and mysterious like ocean waves with splashes of whitish foam and deeper colors. The lighting harkens to the beach with its reflected greenish and cream colors. The wall and doors are foreign objects in a bland classroom building setting with this lighting softly expanding across it. A breath filled with the smell of the ocean and dampness of water can be felt and imagined through this lighting. The lighting is transporting, alluring to the eye, and soothing with its gentle contrast between the light and shapes created by its false gobo.

Time: Tuesday night, 11:50 pm

Objective Description: As I looked out my window at night, everything appeared to be black and yellow, except one room in a building across the parking lot.

Subjective Description: I was getting ready to go to bed, and had turned off the lights in my room but hadn’t yet closed the shades. In the dark, I was able to easily observe what was going outside my window. Spots of yellow lights were visible from the lamps lighting the pathways and the few cars driving by. Several of the rooms in the other towers were dark, but some still had their shades open to reveal squares of more of the same yellow light. I could easily see the landscape below, but instead of the usual colors, everything appeared to be somewhere between artificial yellow and complete darkness.

There was one exception to the monotone scene below and it caught my eye immediately. Across the parking lot, in the Bill of Rights building, someone else’s room was glowing with some kind of novelty light that cycled through the rainbow. This one tiny square of light was captivating against the plain yellow and black backdrop.

Source: http://media-cdn.tripadvisor.com/media/photo-s/05/0d/b9/40/milia-mountain-retreat.jpg

One of my happiest memories took place on the morning after a sleepover at my grandparents’ house when I was very young. My two cousins and I slept on an old foam mattress that converted into a couch. We slept huddled together with a fuzzy peach blanket. Some time in the early morning, I woke up while everyone was asleep. I looked above the TV at a window covered in a thin sheer curtain, and I could tell by the soft blue light coming in the window that it was morning. I was filled with energy and life, but there was also a quiet, slow, gentleness in the moment that I think this picture captures well. The room is dark and easy on the eyes, but the window lets through a soft notice that the day has begun and there is potential for adventure.