I was right. We didn’t work until 4:00 yesterday, but then we were in for the rest of the day, so that was nice. I was frustrated because there was a series of shots that were difficult but didn’t look hard. It was mostly about finding a place where I could reach the things that I had to handle, without looking like the puppet’s elbows were dislocated.
We had yoga again this morning. I’m enjoying it. One of the interesting things I’m noticing is that some of the stretches have no impact on me. Mostly the ones involving the arms and shoulders. I guess that’s a side effect of the puppetry. On the other hand, anything that involves my hamstrings is excrutiating. I can curl up into a tiny ball, but don’t ask me to bend at the waist with straight legs. It’s just comical.
When Raymond dropped me off last night, I realized–after he pulled away–that I’d left my purse at the studio in our hurry to leave. I had no keys, no phone, no money. Fortunately Reykjavik is small, so I walked to the Fron, where David lives, borrowed his car keys to drive to the studio and pick up my purse. By the time I got back it was 7:00, which is when we normally leave. Sure am glad we got off early yesterday.
We weren’t called until 10:00 today, and I would be surprised if we worked before lunch time.
Today, Raymond, Thor and I were the only puppeteers called. We did one shot and have done nothing since. Fortunately, Jonathan Judge (our new director) chose today to present us with a cheap set of Punch and Judy hand puppets, which we’ve been cheerfully modifying all day into the cast of the show. I’ll post a picture when they are finished.
People keep telling me that I need to get out and see the fall colors. I keep thinking, “How? You have no trees here.” I went on a walk with Richard Wolanski, which mostly involves walking a few feet and then stopping to take pictures.
These were all taken around Thingvellir.
The landscape looked like someone had come along and rolled out a giant oriental carpet.
We travelled around in one of the company cars
It’s hard to tell, but the moss covering these rocks is so deep that I can push my index finger in all the way to the palm, and just touch rock. It’s like walking on a mattress.
It was actually fairly chilly.
The colors were mostly from the low blueberry bushes and the moss. I’ve got the camera very close to the ground here.
I work with really nice people. I was a little nervous because I’d invited thirty people over and only thought they would all fit, but hadn’t tested it. It was great; my apartment has a perfect configuration for parties because all the rooms open off of a center foyer. The foyer is fairly large so people can spill from one area to the next with no problems.
We had a lot of food, and I’d been told that Icelanders always show up with a bottle of wine when they go to parties because of how expensive alcohol is. Yep. Every group that arrived had a beverage and it was all consumed by the time people left at three a.m.
The spinach dip was a huge hit because it doesn’t exist out here. I had an interesting time in the grocery store trying to find the right packet of soup mix. Shopping in a foreign language is always fun.
I went to have my hair cut today at and feel pretty good about it. I like the cut, but I’m worried about working in it, because Sigrunn didn’t completely believe me when i said that I had to tuck my hair behind my ears. There’s nothing quite as bad as having hair in your eyes when your arms are jammed in a puppet.
I’m having company tonight for a housewarming, that’s why there are wine glasses on the sideboard behind me. Speaking of, I need to go cook!
I’ve just been practising balancing a quadruple scoop fake icecream on a cone. Ah, the joys of puppetry.
In a related story, I don’t think I’ve mentioned that Fridays we have icecream at lunch. They don’t normally serve dessert, so everyone gets very happy about icecream Friday. It’s like we’re all kids again.
I spent this morning trying to jump rope as Ziggy’s live arms. This is actually really, really hard because the rope has to be two separate pieces in order to get past the puppeteer, but I had to spin them in synchronization over my head with the ends swinging out of frame. It was really hard.
Then I had to play basketball and football. I’m sure you all know how good I am at that, being the avid sportswoman that I am…
I got up early today to come in for yoga and the sky was beautiful. My photo does not do justice to the delicate blue of the sky or the heather pink of Mount Esja, but at at least you have a sense that waiting for my ride can be lovely. It’s also brighter out than it looks, but my camera is not very sensative.
This was a stupid movie that was a lot of fun. I went with Sarah, David and Raymond last night after work. I think we all needed something silly to laugh at. It’s not a brilliant film, but I laughed out loud repeatedly.
Apparently we lose seven minutes of daylight each the morning and seven minutes each evening. When you add the overcast to the mix then the shift in daylight is really quite astounding. When I got here last month the sun came up at five a.m. and set around eleven p.m. Now it’s up at seven-thirty and down at eight-thirty.
After work last night I went for a walk on Mount Esja with Richard Wolanski. Richard handles all the green screen keying and a lot of special effects. He’s also an avid hiker. Fortunately, he took me on an ‘easy’ hike. It was a rapid ascent, but on a good path, and he stopped frequently so I could catch my breath. I am so out of shape.
The link that I’m putting it doesn’t show the sections of the mountain that we were on, but it was too dark to take pictures with my camera. If we go again during the day I’ll be sure to bring some.
Ginger Stuyvesant, an American heiress living in London during World War I, is engaged to Captain Benjamin Harford, an intelligence officer. Ginger is a medium for the Spirit Corps, a special Spiritualist force. Each soldier heading for the front is conditioned to report to the mediums of the Spirit Corps when they die so the Corps […]