Pulling Back the Curtain: Get Your Wig On

Wig Room (L)

The Hair and Make-up Room at the Denver Center for the Performing Arts Theatre Company during “A Christmas Carol” (2014).

When people think of the backstage world, they usually envision a dressing room door with a gold star and “Mrs., Ms., or Mr.” with a celebrity last name. Tell them the words “Hair and Make-up” and the response is filled with fascination at being a personal hairdresser to the stars. While most assume this career would be filled with glamour, the reality is that working in the Hair and Make-up Department isn’t like working as a cosmetologist in a salon. After exclusive interviews with Hair and Make-up Designers and Assistants for theatre and film, I have great respect and a deeper understanding for this department, their artistry, and their craftsmanship at helping an actor develop their character. Want to learn more about this industry? Then travel with me as I go behind the stage curtain to reveal the skills, talents, and reality of those who work in Hair and Make-up. Continue Reading ›

Oxygen-Deprived in Central City

It’s hard to believe the end is in sight; for the past two months of driving back and forth from Denver and Boulder and Central City and passing through tunnels and up late nights running shows or going on evening walks, there is light at the end . . . It’s not that I have hated my time here in Central City, but after having a limited amount of entertainment, you just have to get out. Being up here is like not only being transported into another time period but a different mindset and view of the world. Perhaps it’s the mountains or the endless array of Victorian homes or the continuous amount of casinos that inhabit the town, but something up here is definitely different. I’m not sure if I mean different in a good way or bad way, but like any place you leave a part of you will miss what you left behind. Continue Reading ›

My Start in Central City, Colorado

It’s my second week working and living in Central City, and for the first time I have housing, which is nice so I don’t have to commute. Even better news is that I got my reimbursement check for commuting (cha-ching)! This, of course, brings me to my house . . . . oh, my house. All of the housing for the Central City Opera are historic homes they try to preserve (try being the operative word). Keep in mind that these homes are over 100 years old, so anything that can fall apart probably will or has fallen apart. To begin with, my home had to be fixed last week because termites were eating the floor, the floor in the kitchen was sinking, and the entire place smelled of mold. My roommate also informed me of the odd floor of the shower and the quirky toilet (lovely). Also there used to be a third bedroom, but the door has been locked off because it is no longer functional (hmmmm . . . ). I’m usually not extremely picky about where I live, but I’m glad I’m only here for two months. It is comforting to know that mine is not the only home with a few problems here and there . . . .
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