The day after my car accident I went into the walk in clinic because my family was being paranoid. I was waiting in one of the medical rooms and I was looking out the window. I noticed that there were layers of gobo leaf patterns outside this window. (To me the window framed this picture of gobos). I thought about the debt of this view. There were gobos, non-textured light, and then another layer of gobos. I thought this was kind of cool because usually (at least how I think of a textured wash) when one washes the stage in a texture it is the entire stage. If I were to transfer this picture to stage lighting, I wouldn’t wash all of the stage in texture.
I think of depth of as layers. Creating a three demential world in a natural organic environment.
I often times think about the random splotches of gobos in reality and when put on stage that way, it often times seems like a mistake but i still try to make it work
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That’s really interesting. But, I guess that’s why theatre is a heightened form of reality. We know everything has a true-er meaning. Nothing is an accident, so maybe the replication of the trueness of randomness is unsuccessful because there is no higher trueness to it. It is not heightened, and that’s what the theatre is.
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