This is my third week here at Lyric Arts, and my desk already consists of a book entitled Public Relations Writing, the Lyric Arts Publicity Archives, a notebook of ideas for how to put the F-U-N in "Fundraising" at this year's Riverfest, and just the slightest bit of red-hot anxiety that my "lifelike" performance as an intern here at Lyric Arts will fall short of a standing ovation.
However, each day I find myself having more and more "intern" thoughts, and when the mood strikes, I can almost improvise. By using my surroundings, as well as a subtle hint of direction from Joanna, I have been able to start digging into what it truly means to be an intern here, and the past three weeks have been utterly delightful (and productive!!). I've begun to really enter into the processes here at Lyric Arts, and have my fair share of responsibilities-- and if there is one thing I love, it's responsibilities. And meetings.
I adore meetings.
In addition to being involved in the planning and publicity, I also had the opportunity to peak into the creative sphere of Lyric Arts by attending the very first read-through for Cabaret on Tuesday evening, and the mood was set before the scripts were even passed out. Presenting the initial sketch for the gritty, "warehouse district" construction of the set, the production team teased us with how the costumes are going to POP against such a contrasting background--to that I say GET ME IN THE FRONT ROW NOW.
Adding to the evening (and my inappropriate levels of excitement), the dramaturgs presented the complex historical setting of 1930's Berlin, jump-starting the actors' understandings of the social web their characters find themselves tangled in with the beginning undercurrents of World War II and the rise of anti-Semitism.
The thing that struck me the most was the goosebumps one gets when exposed to this show. Goosebumps not only from the talents of the actors and the melodies of the songs, but also from watching characters from all walks of life attempting to navigate the political atmosphere of the 1930's, and circumstantially knowing their fate before they do. When a show gives me that many goosebumps, I say it's about time for me to see it.
On my plate this week: Think of marketing ideas for Cabaret, interview Sister Shaw, make the Publicity Archives paperless, eat some lunch, and pack up the FlipCam for the opening night of Heaven Can Wait!!
Emily is a rising senior studying Sociology and Peace & Justice Studies at Gettysburg College in Pennsylvania.