Enh. Not really, but it's nothing beyond any sort of expectation. It's just that we're coming down to the wire here, and everybody's stressed, and the stress likes to reverberate between everybody and grow into a large generalized stress. There's a reason it's called Hell Week, and you're seeing it, and not just in me, but everybody there.
That and how nobody was focused nor had any energy, and we just seemed to lose it. It fell onto everybody, as far as I can tell.
I'm not so much worried about people looking as people thinking that I wouldn't be worried about people looking.
Why's this something to be ashamed of?
To be honest, I think the ideal world would have curtains. I don't particularly want people to be looking at me who wouldn't want to be looking at me. I myself avert my eyes even if the person changing has told me that they wouldn't mind my looking. I just didn't see the space, and while moving people away from the entrance would ease the crowding, putting dressing rooms in would eliminate the space that people could move into.
but girls who won't even wear pants because a man would see the gap between their legs?
Oy on multiple levels. Yeah, I think the sheet idea is better, even if only because it's temporary, and won't be a permanent drain on resources.
Talk to me in person sometime (after the play is over) if you want to hear my thoughts on other levels of that.
But, at least as far as my experience is concerned (and this ties back into the first point I responded to), people aren't fully themselves backstage. They have to be their character onstage, and backstage.. well, sometimes they're still their character, sometimes they let themselves through a bit, and sometimes there's some sort of void there, perhaps the character in the form of unseen therefore blank and nonexistent. (I think I fall into the void category, at least to a noticeable extent). I might be extrapolating a bit too much, but the actor doesn't do whatever it is that's happening.
I'm rambling. Bug me elsewhere if you actually want me to go on saying stuff.
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Enh. Not really, but it's nothing beyond any sort of expectation. It's just that we're coming down to the wire here, and everybody's stressed, and the stress likes to reverberate between everybody and grow into a large generalized stress. There's a reason it's called Hell Week, and you're seeing it, and not just in me, but everybody there.
That and how nobody was focused nor had any energy, and we just seemed to lose it. It fell onto everybody, as far as I can tell.
I'm not so much worried about people looking as people thinking that I wouldn't be worried about people looking.
Why's this something to be ashamed of?
To be honest, I think the ideal world would have curtains. I don't particularly want people to be looking at me who wouldn't want to be looking at me. I myself avert my eyes even if the person changing has told me that they wouldn't mind my looking. I just didn't see the space, and while moving people away from the entrance would ease the crowding, putting dressing rooms in would eliminate the space that people could move into.
but girls who won't even wear pants because a man would see the gap between their legs?
Oy on multiple levels. Yeah, I think the sheet idea is better, even if only because it's temporary, and won't be a permanent drain on resources.
Talk to me in person sometime (after the play is over) if you want to hear my thoughts on other levels of that.
But, at least as far as my experience is concerned (and this ties back into the first point I responded to), people aren't fully themselves backstage. They have to be their character onstage, and backstage.. well, sometimes they're still their character, sometimes they let themselves through a bit, and sometimes there's some sort of void there, perhaps the character in the form of unseen therefore blank and nonexistent. (I think I fall into the void category, at least to a noticeable extent). I might be extrapolating a bit too much, but the actor doesn't do whatever it is that's happening.
I'm rambling. Bug me elsewhere if you actually want me to go on saying stuff.