Jesus Christ!
Journal Entry: Sat May 17, 2008, 5:46 PM
- Listening to: My own songs
- Reading: King Lear
- Eating: Otter Pops
- Drinking: Arnold Palmer (1/2 lemonade, 1/2 iced tea)
... Superstar! Chico Cabaret is doing Jesus Christ Superstar, and we're doing the costumes. And, because my boss has a metric fuckload of random shit in her shop, some of the props, too. Most are simple - fake fruit, bread, goblets, etc. But the death squad needed two cat-o-nine-tails to whip Jesus with. We've got one flogger, but Christy doesn't lend it out to the theatres because it's hers, and it would never come back. So guess who got to dig around in the S&M box (yes, we have an S&M box), find two whip handles, and make some stage floggers.
Me! Now, I say "stage" floggers, because obviously they're not actually going to whip poor Andy and let him bleed all over the stage. Too messy! So I took black felt, cut strips into a large piece but left them all connected with about 4" on the bottom. Wrapped it around the handle, tacked it on, took a tapered felt scrap & wound that around the felt/handle transition so it smoothed it out & looked more authentic. Gave 'em a test run, whipping the wall & couches, and it looks like they'll hold for the whole show. The coolest thing about 'em? Since the "whip" part is made of felt, which is super-absorbent, they'll be soaking them in fake blood before the scene, to leave stripes on Jesus' back.
I'm really quite proud of them, and I'll post photos sometime - maybe - if we ever take any. Or I'll get some action shots from the show!
Devious Comments
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What happened to "Sticks and stones may break my bones, but names will never hurt me"? Now it's "Sticks and stones may break my bones, but names will destroy my fragile PC protected coddled fucking ego"...
Domina mea exstat a tergo.
Jess
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People are like stained-glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out; but when the darkness sets in their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light inside.-Elisabeth Kubler-Ross
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Don't break, don't break my heart
And I won't break your heart shaped glasses
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As it was, there were temporary cease-fires in his angry dialogue with a God in Whom he did not believe.
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What happened to "Sticks and stones may break my bones, but names will never hurt me"? Now it's "Sticks and stones may break my bones, but names will destroy my fragile PC protected coddled fucking ego"...
Domina mea exstat a tergo.
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