(a work dream)

This spring I have had the opurtunity to work with a delightful childrens theatre about work.

Martin and Maria are both dreaming of different ways to live there work lifes.

They argue about everything (Maira dreams of a free life were you can do wathever you like, while Martin love the idea of order and everyone doing there work properly).

But what if you get sick, or can’t get a job? What then?“It’s so boring to work”, “yes but It’s so boring not to work to”…

Utopia, where everything is great and you love your life and work.

Here comes a short story I call: “A day in a tour conducors life” I start early every morning to stow the car, ready to go when the actors arrive.

After unloading the car, finding the right teacher and classroom, its time to get all the technology in order – connecting the speakers, lights, computers and making sure everything is ready for the show.

Then we get outside to great and welcome the adiuence (to there own classroom…)(Thats me in the uper right corner).

Then the show starts.

Maria get all the children to join her in the strike, while Martin tries to show how stupd and silly it is to “refuse work”.Streik

Then it all develops into some kind of wounderful golden dream of “No one hves to work if they dont whant to”… But even that turns out to be a dream when the lights suddenly goes out…

Afterward the actors and me has a “show and tell” for the kids, where they can ask questions to the actors, take a closer look at the costumes, lighs and quilt. I’m usaly the main attraction, since most of the children loves the colour-changing lamps, and loves to see how it is done.

Afterwards the actors relax, while I clean the room and packs away all our stuff…No I’m kidding – they go and wash up, then they help me get all the stuff into the car again.

The main ensamble + a  work-buddy who assisted as a usher at the childrens festival where we played.

I loved working on this play. It was so fun and the actors was great – we had a blast every single day.

Sadly I just recently had to quit the touring job.

But I still get to se them, since I got a job as a temp. production assistent at the theatre – which means I now not only got to keep track on one play – but the whole theatre. (yikes)