bunkbed choreography

Another day at Kingston. We set up the set, timing ourselves today. Luke on pole, Christy and I putting together the bunks. The pole takes twelve minutes and the whole thing takes twenty. “Definitely shorter than bubblewrap.” We sit with calendars and phones and do some planning, it’s been a week since we had a proper rehearsal and there are some scheduling issues to sort out. Café Sana as ever for an early lunch.
We do the newspapers as warm up. It’s getting smoother. Then we work the bunkbed play again, checking the footage when we forget, trying to get the moves into our bodies. We look at the tricks that haven’t made it in yet and scramble our brains trying to edit the footage into an order. Do the routine on the floor over and over again. Marisa in the office is very sweet and wants to come see a bit of what we’re doing. By four o’clock we have only just put together the routine and we call her upstairs to watch. Its brand new and we talk to each other the whole time – ‘kip over’ ‘nip ups’ ‘follow me’ ‘roll’.
At the end of the day Christy and Luke try some moves on the pole. We’re still trying to make a call about whether to sticky it or not. Much nicer not to get sticky on our costumes – but then there’s a lot more you can do once the sticky is on. Nonetheless, the pole is a total winner, goes up and down quicker than the bunkbeds and the slight bending under load isn’t a problem.
We pack down again and drive to black rock. Amanda hushes us at the door because Tarlo is asleep. There are piles of ‘options’ on different chairs. We all try various items on. She has op shopped like crazy and has the basis for our costumes, which she plans to then alter with details and stretchy panels so we can move in them. We all look ridiculous in our too loose or too tight daggy op shop clothes, but Amanda has a vision, pinning us up, describing where the lace, fake buttons, collar will be added.
We are starving and stop for fish and chips on the way home.