Date: July 5, 2013
Days Spent on Project: 138
Location: Apartment, Washington Heights, NYC
Person I would have sent it to: Courtney B.
At the end of my first year at Kenyon, I was hired to work as a Resident Advisor on the same floor that I lived on that first year.
Unfortunately, or fortunately, a fellow RA transferred over the summer and I was reassigned at the last minute to a different dorm. I was to be an RA for a hallway full of football & basketball players, runners, swimmers, and Lacrosse players. Totally my scene, right?
While being a lot of work, it was a rewarding position job. I have an infinite amount of respect for the students who do that work well. It floors me that students manage the responsibilities of school and extracurricular activities while also possibly dealing with the many issues that can arise in a first year dorm.
Courtney was a senior who presided over the hall directly above me. She was an English major who had spent the previous year studying in Ireland, but also was fairly involved in the drama department. She and I were in The Playboy of the Western World together that fall semester. She was later in Our Country’s Good, for which I was on the wardrobe team. She would occasionally help out in the costume shop as well.
Courtney became the person whose room I would head to when I just needed to hang out in the dorm and talk. Courtney became my big sister that year, laughing with me, introducing me to Waiting for Guffman and Irish pop music and the joys of late night cheese parties after cast parties, critiquing my poor writing projects, supporting me when I felt like I was alone in rural Ohio. Courtney was a great friend.
Her laugh was, and remains, big. Her smiled filled a room.
I’m actually happy that I was switched to RA in Norton, as awkward as it was for a thin gay boy to have an authority and responsibilities over college sports players who could easily bench-press me or whose vocal ranges were depths below mine.
Yeah, as weird as it was to live in that hall (but I did like my guys! and I think we got along?), meeting and having the chance to get to know Courtney was a blessing.
Music I listened to while sewing: Spotify suggested a playlist called “Working,” which seemed appropriate since I sewed yesterday from 8am until 10pm. I started sewing again today at 8am too. I have to head to a quick rehearsal to meet with my interns. Hopefully I’ve prepped enough hand-sewing for them that they can take some of this work off my hands…
Anyway, the Working Playlist is awesomely filled with mid-90s music, the stuff of my high school years. So I like it.
Thoughts/Feelings behind the block: Yesterday, I did something CRAZY. As I was hunched over my sewing machine, piecing these corsets together, I decided to skip out on some of the last steps… I wouldn’t quilt the layers together, even though I had always planned on doing so because I think it looks better. Yes, by not doing that, I could have made them much faster in the beginning and cut out a few preliminary steps, but…
… it’s time for this to be done. I’m not at my “threshold of tolerance” yet, but it’s time to wrap things up and move on.
I’m sad to say that, as I really want these costumes to look awesome and be well-made, but…
… there’s there’s still a way to make them look nice and I can revisit this costume idea in some other show when I have a shop and staff support.
On one hand, I feel like I’ve given up. On the other hand, I kinda don’t care that much. I’m ready for another project to come along… next week.
Again, I’m learning that it might not always be about the quality of work. Sometimes it’s just about getting something wearable. Sometimes, heck, ALL the time, it’s just about getting the job done.
Someday I’ll have the chance to do something exciting…
Okay, off to walk the dog. Then off to rehearsal!