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Pictures of Beautiful "Les Mis" and "OH My..... Fluture?!!"










The set designer, Rob, sent the cast these pictures of "Les Mis". I cannot believe that I am in a show that LOOKS this impeccable.

In a word, wow.

I am posting a few of them to share my joy. I knew that the lights and costumes were a sight to behold, but when one is worried about set and costume changes, there is little time to focus on the magic that this show is. I am present in a few thus proving that I am indeed a part of this production.

A few notes:

The other night I became lost in "People's Song". I was fatigued and my mind went blank. I could not remember if we sang the lyric "future" or "life" so instead I defiantly sang "fluture" and a few other unrecognizable lyrics. Not only did I sing, I sang louder. Really? Yes, really.

I had a bit of a scary moment in the show the other night. In the scene, Thenardier brings in a dead body. Who can play a cadaver like no other? That would be me! He accidentally (and really through no fault of his own) threw me on the turn table "thingy" and it hit my back, ripped my vest, and hurt. My first instinct was to make a noise, but I am dead in the scene. I am fine and, as an aside, think Mike Accardo is outstanding in his role as Thenardier. What a treat to share the stage with him! He did lean in and ask, "Are you okay?". This tickled me immensely as I am dead in the scene. Ha ha... always comedy present if you look for it.

I have learned valuable tools in this production. I have to hit Fantine and push her around, be present in a couple of fight scenes, etc. It has been difficult to master and understand what is wanted. Some of the time my mind is bolting about and trying to create its own language for these situations in which I possess little to no frame of reference. It has been enlightening, sometimes frustrating, and a necessary evolution. I am still working, but I am getting more assertive and confident with the onstage activities.

I change costumes so much in this show it frightens gorillas. I do not know why, but the gorilla community sent me an email and they said that they were "frightened". I was perplexed by this email because I do not often correspond with gorillas, but thankful that my plight was noticed by their community.

It is thrilling being a part of a professional show and seeing the ins and outs of it all.

And what a compelling show it is!!!!

Blessed, fatigued, learning, and getting ready,

Dustin

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