Oh, 2014. See you later; don’t let the door hit you…
Date: December 31, 2014
Days Spent on Project: 681
Location: NW Portland, OR
Person I would have sent it to: Let’s start diving into my time with the production Newsies, which started back in 2011 (over three years ago!).
I guess I should mention that, on that first day of rehearsal back in the fall of 2011, you could just feel the energy in the rehearsal room. You got the sense that you were working on a MUSICAL. Honestly, it most likely wasn’t going to change the face of American Theater, but you were working on something with energy behind it. You knew that from Day One.
When we started working on the show, for its out of town production at Paper Mill Playhouse, the second person I met was Jen T. She was the Assistant Costume Shop Manager, which meant she would help scheduling fittings, keeping track of deliveries and shipments, helping to organize all the different costumes and paperwork and needs for the show.
I liked working with her. I’m glad I met her.
Unfortunately, sometime after Newsies (and after the second show that season at Paper Mill- White Christmas, Jen decided that she needed to leave New York and find a way out of theater. She left, heading back to where she was originally from- Oklahoma, I think. I was shocked and sad that she would leave; someone I liked and considered a friend to be, she just left.
But I do get the impression, from the very brief updates I got about her life afterwards, that she was happier.
I thought that was incredibly brave at the time.
Music I listened to while sewing: Nothing was on. Today, I was too distracted to put anything on.
Thoughts/Feelings behind the block: I don’t really know what to say today.
On this day of reflection and hopes the new year, all I can think about is… what have I gotten myself into here in Portland?
2014 was full of change. And, honestly, it was needed. I needed the new environment and a new challenge. I needed an opportunity.
And, last year (this year for another few hours) is certainly a reminder that change is possible. You can change. Life can change.
So, as I’m simultaneously reflecting on what happened and what will happen versus what I want to happen, it’s good to remember than things can change.
Nothing is set in stone, as much as I fear it might be.