Skip to main content

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

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

I Love the Clarks

I LOVE THE CLARKS!!!!!!!!!!!! (I used twelve exclamation marks/points to show the significance of the love and because twelve is my cosmic number.) It is that simple. Jay and Karen (and the illustrious Quin) allowed me to move into their lovely home under the proviso I would be out in a few days. Well that was October 18th and, look at your calendar folks, I am still here. I think that finally the light has bounced off of a nimbus cloud that I have not seen before and I might have a dwelling. But... I LOVE these two people. They just get me and leave me to my own devices. In this time where I have sequestered myself off into my own little respite lair, they have let me "do my own thing". And they are such lovely, talented, decent people. It has been my honour to get to know them more and their ultimate collaboration, THE Quin. He is the COOLEST child ever. I adore the boy. Tonight Jay, Karen, and I played a card game called Nerts. I am addicted and I saw new shades ...

Scampering Back From the Hiatus

I awoke with these names in my head... surely they are characters from a forthcoming story tentatively entitled, "The Merman's Song": Briinan Jossuraje Arthero Zyne What a perplexing and delicious way to greet the morning, I love it when that happens. Jer is heading over to bond and I am trying to break the habit of making him wait when he arrives for me to finish getting ready. It is a tad ridiculous and just keeps happening, one of those atrocious habits that is born out of sheer laziness and poor time management skills. I just love, love, love, love that guy. If I am the toothbrush, he is the floss, the Ron to my Harry, the Patty to my Sandi, the Pepper to my Doctor, the Dorothy to my Rose, the world's best person and my FAVOURITE. He keeps me sane, he really does. The picture is from the wedding in which I performed last weekend. I think it is a classy and interesting shot. There is loads to deliver and reveal as I took a brief hiatus, not intentionally, but I...

And With This, Farewell

This blog has been a dear friend to me. I am not good at farewells, but truly this is anything but. I look at it like this - I love the phoenix, the symbolism of it all, the power of rebirth. Hence why I named my blog/musing screen after one. :-) So, I am leaving this particular blog to start another one, one that fits me NOW, the one that I can share in a new way. So this feels right. Thanks to those who have read my musings throughout the years. I hope you follow me to my new musing home entitled THE TWELVE THAT IS DUSTIN BAYLAN. Yes, I am changing the name, the story of that is on the new blog for you to read. Here is the link: http://dustinbaylan.wordpress.com/ Much love, much hope and joy again, much potential... Winks and smiles of the Cat that is Cheshire, Dustin Baylan