Sunday. Need more things to do to stay busy.
Date: October 19. 2014
Days Spent on Project: 608
Location: NW Portland, OR
Person I would have given it to: I think I’m at that point in this project where I have to look back and see if I’ve already dedicated Cranes to people.
(Well, if I do, I can always go back and edit when I’m done with the full thousand… I guess).
Today, I will dedicate this Crane to J.P. P.
I met J.P. through Ok Cupid. Yes, I will admit that I do, every once and a while, forget what online dating is actually like in reality and decide to test the waters just to see if The One is out there.
Haven’t found him yet.
J.P. and I met at the Grey Dog for our first date; it went well enough and continued into the evening. We had several other dates, in fact, in the days and weeks to follow. He introduced me to the joys of British Comedy, eating pie on rooftops in Chelsea, baked Kale, and Barbarella. He was always floored that I hadn’t seen- and appreciated- that film as someone with an interest in costume design.
I would take him as my date to the Tony Awards in 2010. I had bought a nice black suit for the occasion. He, in a pinch, realizing his black suit was too large, went to H&M on Fifth Avenue and bought one for $150. I kinda thought that was awesome. He sat through the entire ceremony as we all Theater-geek-gushed throughout the experience. He was a trouper.
I don’t know how or why it fizzled, but it did. The spark, if there was one, didn’t last much longer.
We did reconnect though, months later, for an afternoon and an evening, kinda like old times, I guess. But I think we (meaning I) had moved on and re-established my usual barriers.
And have since deleted the Ok Cupid account.
Music I listened to while sewing: More of the “ElectroPositivity” playlist. I almost switched it to Moby, but that feeling passed.
Thoughts/Feelings behind the block: Yesterday, I managed to sew a crane, do a few loads of laundry, draw for a few hours, get to the gym, clean my bathroom, and even watch a Netflix video!
Today, I’m going to make myself go to the gym, Target, the barber, and back to the theater to draw more.
I should announce that I’ve been hired by this theater to design a production of Vanya and Sonia and Masha and Spike that will open in January. Since it’s really slow in the shop, I’m trying to finalize the costume designs and ideas with the director, even though they don’t start rehearsing for another 6 weeks.
It has been interesting, this show. It’s small-ish (6 people, and about 2 dozen “looks” if you’re being liberal), but I haven’t been able to stop drawing the clothes and the sketches in the past few weeks. I’m incredibly unhappy with them, dissatisfied with the line weight and my sense of proportion and my ability to draw convincing characters. I didn’t have this problem with Pippin a few months ago (remember that show?) at all, and I’m really concerned about this.
Maybe it’s because my drawing space doesn’t feel right yet. Maybe it’s because I haven’t nailed down the director to talk about ideas specifically rather than enigmatically.
And then, I ask myself if I keep wanting to draw these things over and over and over because I’m bored here and I don’t know what else to do with my time.
Drawing is something I *can* do, and I *like* doing it, so why not just keep doing it until something else comes along?