Home is ....

It's been a while. The last 5 or 6 weeks have been crazy 72 hour weeks of creation. I'd forgotten what creation was like. It's nothing like bump=in. It should, really, have been 8 weeks, but apparently we got it done in 5. We had family and friends in tonight - not paying audience, but show conditions - "soft opening", if you like. and before tonight, we'd never done a full run, and every day had brought fresh show stoppers.

And tonight, it just worked. This is what happens when Mr Director shuts the fuck up and lets us run his show.

Home is ... scene changes that lock home just in time for the curtain for the first time ever.
Home is ... a Phantom who says we look spiffing in our crew costumes.
Home is ... fist bumps with Christine for her first entrance on the first run of a world class show.
Home is ... a crew who were at each other's throats this morning, and did not put a foot wrong tonight.

Home is a whole new family, complete with the stress and tears of creation, and the elation of a good opening night.

I enjoy freelancing - a different gig every week, Melbourne at 6 am, constant fresh challenges. But apparently I love shows. Opening night, standing ovations, watching the weeks of work pay off.

Home. It's been a while. It's good to be back.