July 6, 2012

My Cave of Ominous Solitude

I call this: theatre — Posted by KP @ 11:15 pm

This is my booth at the Soho Playhouse. It’s also the closest thing we have to an office, so I’ve tried to make it comfortable.

For a truly immersive you-are-the-stage-manager-in-a-tiny-Off-Broadway-theatre experience, visit this link where you can drag the view around to see things in sort-of-3D.

July 3, 2012

Opening Night

I call this: theatre — Posted by KP @ 1:15 am

Well, we’re open!

First I’d like to direct your attention to the Gifts page, where I’ve made some updates. The second and third entries are new, and are the gifts I gave to my ASM and interns, respectively. They, in turn, got me a large bottle of Grey Goose and a pair of scissors. It may seem like the vodka was the better end of the deal, but you have to understand that since we’ve been in the theatre we’ve been plagued by something we call The Velociraptor of People’s Personal Property. No, I don’t have a better name for it, and at this point, I’m sticking to it.

According to our myth and legend, the VPPP lives somewhere in the theatre and only emerges late at night when the building is empty. Rather than eating humans or other dinosaurs, it feeds on small items that people leave in the theatre: cell phone chargers, scissors, staplers, flashlights, and so forth. Other than the set designer’s stapler, which was regurgitated after several days, most of these items have never been seen again. During the tech process both Ashley and I lost our personal scissors to the VPPP, which caused much anguish and searching under seats with flashlights. So for the ladies to have bought me a new (and very high-quality) pair of scissors was especially meaningful.

The opening was a lot of fun. We had the party onstage and in the bar downstairs, where lots of photos were taken (here’s Playbill‘s collection). Here’s our stage management team (minus Eliana, our third intern, who had already left the party), along with our company manager, Kim, giving our best dinosaur claws.

I’m not trying to look sexy, I’m holding up the sheet of posters that was falling off the wall.