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.
I can’t believe I almost forgot to tell you about this. Yesterday I was in the puppet shop talking with Adam (one of the wranglers) and Magnus came in. I figured he was there to ask Adam something so I started to sidle out, but–! He had come looking for me. He said, “I’ve really noticed all the little touches you’re adding. The extra life you’re bringing to the puppets and I wanted you to know how much I appreciate it.”
I was floored. I said things about how happy I am to be here, and that I’m proud to be working on this project. Which is true. But I’m still very freaked out that he came looking for me. Raymond told me later that Magnus had been on set looking for me. Kinda cool, huh?
This morning we had an energy yoga class. This is the first time that I’ve taken a yoga class and I really liked it. They are planning on doing this on Tuesdays and Thursdays for the next couple of weeks. I also just came back from a massage. Both relaxations were needed because edatarack.com, the site that hosts my website went down today with no explanation and no warning. I am very, very angry at them, especially since the help email for the company was also down. Hopping mad.
I’ve spent the morning assisting David with the Mayor. That’s always fun. The only thing that’s a little odd is that my hands are too small for the gloves, so I have to wear a second set underneath them to give a little extra puffiness. After we come back from lunch we’ll be dialing a phone. Ooooo. The excitment and glamour of puppetry.
Yes, we all know that it was a day late, but people had to work yesterday and Fightnight was last night. Anyway, David’s wife Julie had come out from NYC and Steina (Stefan’s wife) is interested in Jewish cooking, so they had a Roshashanah dinner tonight. There were nineteen of us at the dinner table and it was a really great evening. Lots of good conversation.
At one point, Stefan came running into the room and said “The Northern Lights!” so we all ran out onto their deck and stared up at the sky. At first it was very faint, and then the entire northern face of the sky lit up.
I went to the Blue Lagoon with Jonathan Judge, the new director. We figure that he and I are the only ones who haven’t done all these Icelandic experiences. This photo does not even begin to do justice to the blue lagoon.
It’s like swimming in a science-fiction set. The water is warm and very bouyant. We were there for three hours–had cocktails while floating–drifting from one part of the lagoon to the next, and every movement was in slow motion. When I got out of the water, I felt very heavy and concious of gravity. My hair also feels about like you would expect from three hours of a salt bath. My skin feels great, though.
The art department threw a party for the rest of the company and really went all out. This is a ticket to the event.
When we arrived, they handed us a cocktail and a Dance Challenge card, much like the dance cards from cotillion. I was the only one who knew how to use them, aside from the organizers. The band was bizarre. The lead singer would sing for a few measures and then do a sort of performance art comedy routine. One episode of which consisted of a song that was an extremely long, messy orgasm. Not easy to dance to. They were better after the break, when she just sang.
I didn’t get in until three, and the party was still going when I left.
I went out to get groceries and to buy a sharp knife today. I’ve discovered that I absolutely cannot stand to live in a place without a decent knife. The ones in my apartment are all serrated so I can’t even sharpen them. I promised myself, that if I saved my per diem that I could treat myself to a good one. I wanted to get one that was solid steel–don’t laugh–because I can kosher a solid steel knife by boiling it. Granted, the need to do this won’t come up often, but when Mark Levenson came to visit I bought a cheap knife to cut tomatoes and such. It was so unpleasant that I decided next time I would invest in a really good one. When I get home with this one, I’ll throw the nasty cheap knife away.
And now, to show you the depths of my love for my new knife, here is a picture of it with the lemon it glided through.
While I was out I stopped in an Antik store to look at the antiques. The gentleman running the shop and I wound up in a conversation about when the Americans came during WWII. He was ten, living on a farm, and so excited to see the trucks. He said that he remembers how well the soldiers were dressed and how crisp and neat they looked with their short haircuts. When he was older he joined a circus, since joining the Icelandic army wasn’t an option for seeing the world.
Sarah called during our conversation, but I just let the phone ring because I was enjoying talking with him so much. Some other customers came in, so I called Sarah back and received an invitation to go swimming. We spent four hours at the pool alternating between swimming and soaking in various of the hot pools. It was so relaxing and much better than the nap I had anticipated as my afternoon activity. Afterwards we stopped at Te og Kaffi for coffee and a light meal.
This is a view off the street the coffee shop was on.
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