Today started with me, thirty feet above the floor working a marionette of one of the characters. The hero was supposed to rescue two of the characters from their treehouse by swinging out of it on a rope ladder. They tried shooting it yesterday, but the puppets just flopped around like wet laundry. It was awful. I said that I could rig them as a marionette and control the spin.
I stayed late with Adam to work on it and came in early this morning to finish things. It worked on the first take. We did two more for safety, but one of the puppets hit a tree in one of them and the other just wasn’t as good. People applauded.
Then the rest of the morning was fairly standard. BUT at every spare moment we practised running around the building with a cup of water. Why? Because as part of this fitness contest we had a relay race. Our team was the White Whales (we wanted red, but it was taken). We had to run around the building and spill as little water as possible out of a glass. Time was added to your score for lost water. We came in second place. We crossed the finish line last, but spilled almost no water.
I also got my first piece of mail from the States. I was very excited. Thanks Eve!
Today has alternated between very busy and very slow. This morning I worked almost constantly until lunch assisting Julie with Bessie. I got a compliment from Magnus. I was making Bessie’s feet wiggle as she lay on a lounge chair and he said “I like the feet jiggling.” Of course everything else in that shot had gone horribly wrong, so that might have been the only nice thing he could say.
The newest thing at work is a health contest between the different departments. We are all supposed to keep track of what we eat and exercise; points are awarded for each thing. There’s a prize at the end of the month for the healthiest person. Whee.
This morning we had a visit from royalty. Crown Princess Victoria of Sweden came to visit work and we had a huge stage scene that would never happen in the real show. The number of photographers and reporters that filled the stage was more than a little astounding. The princess herself seemed lovely and quite charming, like she would be a fairly normal person if she weren’t surrounded by flashes.
I went back to add the entries that I would have put in over the weekend if I’d had computer access. You can click on the link to Things that Happen at Home to jump to Saturday’s entry, or just scroll down. Today is much slower than yesterday. We did two puppet shots this morning; I only helped with one. Now they’re shooting a bunch of stuff in the lair which gives me time to update my weblog while I wait for my turn in the massage room.
I also have two photos for you.
I found a postcard which just barely shows my apartment, so you can get an idea of how close I am to the city center. The big spire is a church that’s downtown.
If this postcard went five blocks further down, you’d see my place. Both of these postcards, and others, will be heading towards the States as soon as I get to the post office.
When the episode Remote Control finally airs, I am the Shoe Tytus 6000. It’s a shoe tying machine that the character Pixel invented to tie his shoes. In order to work it, I lay on my back under the floor of the set, wedged up into the puppet by a series of apple boxes. Once I was in place, I couldn’t get out again without help. The idea of the shot is simple. Pixel puts his foot on the machine and it ties it. The reality was very hard. I was tying a shoe that was over my head, while wearing gloves with rings and wires on them, and had a choice of being blind or looking in a monitor. Not easy. But I did it, and they seemed happy with the final take.
I also spent a lot of the day being a right hand for ÃƒÅ¾or (pronounced Thor) as he worked Ziggy, or working legs for various puppets. Raymond, the producer, complimented me when I slid in to add some foot action for Pixel in a music video. He said, “I like what you are doing with the feet. Things are livelier here since you came.” Apparently no one else really worked the feet, they just let the puppet sit on the walls. I get bored, so I look for things that I can do.
I had my first dinner party in Iceland. I think that it’s a sort of nesting thing that I need to do to feel comfortable in a new space. The apartment that I’m in has china that is similar to the china that Rob and I have at home. I invited Jodi, Sam, Sarah and Julie to dinner.
The Menu Four Icelandic Cheeses and crackers
Roasted Red Pepper and Asparagus Bisque
Spinach Salad with Fresh Mozzeralla, Fennel, and Apple
Wild Mushroom Risotto
BlÃƒÂ¡bÃƒÂ¦r are the Icelandic blueberry. They are crisper than the ones in the U.S. and have a milder flavor.
I went shopping at Hagcaup, which is sort of the Icelandic Fred Meyers, with Sarah on Saturday. We had coffee and a pastry (pecan pie for me) afterward–I actually found decaffinated coffee. I know this may not seem like much, but I’ve had a really hard time finding it, and regular coffee does not agree with me. I’ve missed the taste.
In the evening I went out with Caroline and Ãƒ?sta to see a dance performance called Things that Happen at Home. It was very funny, even though I didn’t understand a single spoken word. The audience gave them a huge and extended standing ovation. I asked if that was a usual response to a performance, and was told that it was rare.
Today we’re shooting the music video for this episode, so I was on set all morning assisting. The afternoon looks like it will be very different, because one of the cast members is sick. She worked the morning, but I think they’ve sent her home for the afternoon.
Speaking of home, this is the apartment building that I live in. I’m on the top floor; that’s my bedroom balcony.
This is the view from the bedroom balcony. Not terribly exciting, and–aside from the van–it looks more rural than it is.
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