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curse of the paper snowflakes

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Since writing multiple posts about the veritable mine field that is the snow scene in “The Nutcracker”, there has barely been a performance that a flake has not found its way into my eye (we’re talking so in there that it disintegrated before I managed to get it out), or lodged in the back of my throat. We even had a show where the trap door in the floor that the tree comes out of did not get into place properly, leaving a panel of stage that had a 1 inch dip. Yikes. Guess I better watch what I say, or at least save it until AFTER Nutcracker is over.

This is the first thing that happens during the intermission. The stage crew sweeps the flakes into barrels so they can be dumped again. Does it concern anyone else that the stage guys are wearing dust masks as they do this?

Ariel said,

December 23, 2005 @ 10:11 pm

I love your blog! My sister is in senior company at Mobile Ballet, and she was dancing in snow–and I sympathise with both of you because the night I came to see her she got DUMPED on with snow. I couldn’t even see her face. When I was performing, millions of years ago, a sharpie pen fell out of the snow on one of the dancers…not fun.

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