The play 'Fatal Wound' was staged sucessfully on the 17th, 18th and 19th of May. I was playing the lonely/depressed/sick woman role well, though my friends thought I was playing a schizophrenic woman who thought of herself as super-ugly and thus was reluctant to leave the house. I wasn't sure how my face had managed to mis-communicate such complicated feelings of oneself in the absence of any lines in my part.
One thing I did not expect to realise but did anyway was that I was totally night-blind. I bumped into a wall with my prop mirror once. Another time I was hit chest to chair by a girl who was walking towards me during scene change, with a chair. It hit right into my lungs since I wasn't really well-endowned in the breast-area. I also walked into several assistant stage-managers. They of course could see me, but they did not expect that I would walk right into their faces. In total darkness, people shall not assume.
Joanno
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