Lights Again!
My favorite parts of buildings are the places that few people see, but that fulfill critical functions. Such entirely utilitarian spaces have their own elegant simplicity, unconstrained by aesthetic design considerations. I also love love climbing stairs, ladders, and anything else I can use to get high up off the ground; that's been true since as far back as I can remember.
I was at the high school doing some more work on lights today and shot a few photos from the front-of-house position, a catwalk that spans the width of the auditorium about forty feet above the seats.

I was a little happier to be working by myself. When a student was with me last time, I was pretty nervous. It's no reflection on him; it's just really hard for me to watch someone muscle twenty-pound, multi-hundred-dollar lighting instruments around over open air. I feel more in control when I'm the one handling the equipment, though I still made sure that no one was sitting in the seats directly under me. The thought of breaking expensive things is a little worrying, but the thought of accidentally killing someone is terrifying.
I was at the high school doing some more work on lights today and shot a few photos from the front-of-house position, a catwalk that spans the width of the auditorium about forty feet above the seats.

I was a little happier to be working by myself. When a student was with me last time, I was pretty nervous. It's no reflection on him; it's just really hard for me to watch someone muscle twenty-pound, multi-hundred-dollar lighting instruments around over open air. I feel more in control when I'm the one handling the equipment, though I still made sure that no one was sitting in the seats directly under me. The thought of breaking expensive things is a little worrying, but the thought of accidentally killing someone is terrifying.