Most people probably see this blog and think it is a behind the scenes take on the project. However, for this post I'm going to give a glimpse of the real behind the behind-the-scenes. It's so behind the scenes I don't even really have pictures of it except these few...
One of my biggest behind the scenes challenges was learning how to use the programs that I used to make my media. Working on my SYE I learned the basics of Windows Movie Maker, iMovie, Garageband, Audacity, Adobe Photoshop and Adobe Illustrator. These programs helped me make all the advertising and kept my blog posts looking cool with colorful graphics like the "Behind the Behind the Scenes" image above.
It wasn't just computer tools that helped me with the project - sewing elastics for the dance showcase performance and rehearsals has become a big part of my life this semester too. Then there was sewing white clothing layers for the "Untitled" performance. There were also the two days that I spent finding every way possible to turn a person into a blank canvas. Makeup testing day one: ...and they did look awesome. We, ODY and myself, had quality bonding time when I was waiting for Movie Maker to import the two thousand photos I had for my time-lapse video. Oh, and then there is this thing that tends to happen right when you hit save that looks like this: So it's a good thing that I have such wonderful friends that have had my back this whole time. Especially the ones that always responded to my panicked 2am Snapchats. and all the other cool people that just reminded me to smile. Thanks everyone! | So, lots of sewing in my SYE secret lair aka the Costume Shop. Shout out to Selina French and the costume shop crew for being incredible. Makeup testing day two: "I promise you'll look awesome!"...I hope? I've spent lots of quality time with my man Plato. These are the three copies I keep at the library, there is one more on my bookshelf at home. Speaking of the library, I've gotten to know ODY on quite an intimate level... The good news is that it did work, eventually, with minimal wanting to tear my hair out. Okay, there were a lot of wanting to tear my hair out moments... Not to mention, my advisers who frequently send me emails like these: |