My neck hurts

I've seen a few plays this quarter, and I find myself craning my head upwards sometimes unintentionally; it's built in my sub-conscience now. "Romeo and Juliet" at my old high school was nice to watch, but the fact that I already knew the eventual outcome of the play, the lights kept me intrigued by being critical over them; how clever...a moon gobo to represent the moon! Projected onto the cyclorama! Except, the characters were evoking their passions out toward the audience. And so, any mention of the moon "Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon," I would point upstage and say out loud obnoxiously, "The moon is over there!"

Thanks to lighting design, I've developed a need to looks at lights. It fascinates me to know the origins of light sources in different rooms and places outside. Light is everywhere! Right now I yearn to go to a rock concert and observe the par cans.

Kristine