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Saturday, January 17, 2004


Alice in College-land
Quite an impressive first week, that was. We had dress rehearsals on stage all day Tuesday, two of which were in full costume.

There's a scene in which, after the Nock Turtle's Beautiful Soup song that the Knave comes on with a dish of tarts from which the Gryphon and Mock Turtle are supposed to take one each and eat them. Since Jason (playing the knave) had already eaten one that day, I'd assumed it was alright to take one at that point. But unfortunately I couldn't finish it in time for my next line. So "Cut off his head!", said in a Yorkshire accent became "Cusch opph hisch heagh!" Very funny on-stage, I hope the inspector liked it. I've not eaten a tart since. They're not the good, crumbly kind. They're these Disney Princess Love Heart biscuits that are horribly hard and chewey and probably stacked to the brim with artificial additives and sugar. But meh, I don't have to eat any anymore. I just mime it.

My face is really hard. I have to slap dark brown make-up all over the lower half of my face, as well as the upper-left side of my forehead to cover the bit that the mesh balaclava thingy doesn't reach; to take that off you need facial wipe things, soap and hand cream. All of this is very rough on your skin, and (wow, doesn't this sound like a skincream commercial?) it now feels terribly rough. I hope it'll soften back to normal soon. It feels like may face will crumble every time I smile or yawn.

Still, it's a fantastic experience. Being in the dressing room with everyone else creates such a great atmoshpere- everyone's helping everybody else with clothing/make-up and people bond so well. I think this was what the class needed to really get its social cogs whirring. It always felt a little sterile before, but now it's pulling together nicely, and that makes it so much nicer to work in. It'll be a shame when it's all over really. Things seem so much more worthwhile when there's something big to do.

There has been the odd disaster or two though, as is inevitable with anything much- someone really upset the girl playing Alice the other day, ten minutes before shw ewas due to come onstage, and we managed to lose one of the most prominent props in the play- the White Rabbit's trumpet. We blame Stage Management for it, though. And they blame us. The two teams don't always see eye-to-eye.

I wonder what'll happen to all the costumes...

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