Saturday Night was the most amazing night I have had in a long time. I feel so blessed to have these talents that the Lord has given me. I feel so proud to have the love and desire to serve like my father does. I know my success as a technician and being able to quickly learn and be a good assistant came from the love that the Lord has for me. It is my joy to feel confident in my work and the Lord has given me the tools to accomplish this. I thank Him everyday. I have my low days, but I know He will always be there for me to lift me up again.
Our first film shoot for Diantha's Crossing was Saturday Night at Aspen Grove. We were working on the scene about the tarring of Joseph Smith. It was quite an adventure to set up the lighting, but we got it done - in three feet of snow. I've gotta remember to be better prepared for the weather next time. We were out there for six hours and it decided to snow for most of the time. It was beautiful, though.
What I will not foget easily was the feelings I felt while watching the end of the filming that night. We were all joking around, trying to keep ourselves from thinking of the cold. Several people were preparing the actor by covering him with "tar" - which was some kind of mixture of peanut butter, corn syrup, and some other interesting ingredients - and trying to keep him warm because he was barefoot, crawling in the snow with his back bare to the snowfall. As soon as they called silence on the set, to imagine the actor as Joseph Smith crawling home after such an ordeal and looking at the light of the doorway as hope was so moving. It did not last long, but it really pulled at my heart and almost made me cry. I am so glad to work on this film and can't wait to see what else we can do.
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Monday, March 17, 2008
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Stagehands have astonishing learning curves. It's not unusual for stage crews to have trucks full of unknown scenery arrive at a theatre on Monday, which we need to assemble and understand to open a show we've never seen before... on Tuesday night.
Most people, if confronted with such a task, would flatly say it was impossible.
Stagehands find ways to make it possible. We learn quickly, we draw upon years of experience, skills and training, and (all too often) we drink lots of coffee and work all night.
I've had one longstanding handicap in my career as a stagehand. I don't drink coffee.

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